A Cinnamon Roll Spin

Waddle, sniff, peek! Right past the chair leg where the metal ring rested, I found a dry, curly cinnamon stick that rolled under the sideboard! Hehe, squeee! It smelled like sweet, spicy gingerbread! I wrapped both of my fuzzy plush arms around the rough, woody cylinder and gave a brave gymnastics roll—hup, puff! The bark stick wobbled sideways across the smooth pine floorboards, making a quiet scritch-scratch sound. I tumbled forward straight onto my round tummy to chase it, giggling so hard my belly bounced as a tiny pinch of spicy cinnamon dust tickled my brown button nose!