Through the Mail Slot

Out of the sofa crack I bounded, eager to see what lay beyond the living room! My long legs trotted down the smooth wooden floor until I bumped right into a big, heavy front door. Right near the bottom was a shiny brass mail slot! Oooooh! I stood on my tiptoes, stretched my fuzzy arms up, and pushed the little brass flap open with one yellow hand. A cool breeze tickled my nose! I squeezed my arm all the way through into the outside world, waving my yellow fingers at the sunny porch steps and feeling the rough stone doormat just below. There is a whole big world out there!