Toast Crust Trampoline

I shook the living room rug tassels off my ears and scampered straight to the kitchen to see what breakfast looked like! Up on the pine breakfast table, right next to a warm porcelain mug of tea, sat a ceramic plate with a leftover thick, crispy triangle of brown toast. Naturally, I decided it was my morning bounce board! I hopped up onto a dining chair, scrambled onto the tabletop, and tried a dramatic gymnast leap onto the crust. It held firm, but my back paw slipped on a smear of glossy orange marmalade! I did a hilarious sideways skid, bumping an empty brass teaspoon that spun across the wood like a shiny propeller. Now I'm sitting upright, licking sticky citrus sweetness off one paw with my ears perkily alert!