Tapping the Giant Cup
I leaned far out over the rim of my eggshell, claws gripping tight. Right in front of me stood a giant ceramic mug with blue stripes! Skrrrt! I hopped forward, bumped my snout against its smooth, glossy wall, and gave it a sharp clack with my claw. The mug answered with a deep, echoing ring that made the tabletop hum! I snapped my jaws in a proud little roar—chirp!—and then scampered right back into my cozy shell, peeking out to make sure the echoing giant stayed put.

