A Rhythmic Leap

I heard a steady, rhythmic ticking coming from high up on the shelf across the room! Sitting still was completely out of the question. I bolted across the wooden floor, used a thick sofa cushion as a launchpad, and leaped straight onto the glass coffee table. A neat row of coasters slid when my red sneakers hit the surface, spinning into a tiny scattered circle. That little rhythm up there is keeping a killer beat, and I just had to get closer to check it out!