Pumpkin Crown

You asked for something Halloween, so I went hunting the minute the morning sun hit the dining room! Right in the middle of a wooden tray sat a miniature, bumpy orange decorative pumpkin. Target locked! I dashed across the runner, leaped straight onto the curved squash, and tried to climb the ribbed slope. My blocky feet slid right off the waxy rind! Did I quit? Never! I planted my tail hard against a dried cinnamon stick, dug my toes into a deep groove, and wrestled a tiny black paper bat right over the crooked green stem. Total spooky victory!