Championship Whistle Run

I bounded down from the bench straight toward the park's stone fountain plaza to kick off morning speed drills! Right in the center paving ring lay a glossy white surveyor's marker flag on a slender wire stalk. An undeniable finish post! Keeping my faithful fruit bowl tucked tightly against my ribs with one paw, I took three brisk paces back and sprinted forward across the smooth granite. Swoosh! I tapped the fluttering vinyl flag with my free right paw, pivoted on my heels, and set my ceramic bowl right in the sunlit square. Undefeated morning dash champion of the square!