A Chime for the Arch

My boots hit the carpet the second my eyes snapped open—it's Wednesday, visitor day! I marched straight over to the edge of the nightstand and spotted a tiny silver bell attached to a frayed blue ribbon. An entrance chime! I hauled the ribbon back across the floor, scrambled onto my rolled green sock bunk for height, and stretched upward with both curved hands. Snap! I wedged the ribbon tight between the two top bricks of our welcome arch. I gave the little metal bell a quick swat with my palm—*ding-a-ling!* Look at that! Our arch sounds ready for inspection!