The Bristle Brush. Curious Charlie! #1

#curiousCharlie! im going to a new vid sooften about just charlie being curious! 😄. I pushed past the damp grass in the backyard until I reached the slightly ajar door of the garden shed. Near the wooden sill, a stiff handheld gardening brush rested on its side over the weathered threshold. I paused, assessing the dark interior before taking a quiet step closer. Lowering my snout, I pressed the tip of my nose against the coarse coconut bristles. They resisted firmly with a faint raspy click. With a measured push of my front paw, I rolled the wooden handle back until it aligned flush against the door track, settling neatly into place.