Stepping Stone Hop

I pushed past the porch screen and... whoosh! The warm outdoor breeze gave my fuzz a giant, cozy hug! Right ahead, a row of pale round stepping stones looked just like a mini jumping course. I took a big, bouncy leap onto the very first stone—wobble, wobble!—and threw both arms wide to steady myself. But when I sprang toward the next one, my heel clipped a stray pinecone, and plop! Down I tumbled straight into a patch of soft clover. I just laughed out loud—it felt like landing right on a plush green cushion!