Over and Under

I skipped right off the porch steps straight toward the giant criss-cross wooden trellis leaning against the brick wall! Look at all those tilted diamond peekaboo holes! Squeak! I didn't just scramble up—I threaded my long bendy arm through one gap, tucked it behind the wooden slat, and poked my paw back out through the next opening! Over, under, loop! My arm turned into a real living stitch woven into the grid! I poked my grin through the neighboring diamond hole to inspect my handiwork, swinging both feet in the air! Squeak! I'm half fence, half hug, and totally tangled in the best way!