Breakfast Drumming

I marched onto the cool kitchen tile and bumped right into a giant stainless steel bowl resting upside down by the pantry! Clang! A crisp, chiming ring hummed straight through my plush toes. My eyes went wide! I lifted one foot and tapped my claws firmly against the flared rim—ting! Then I took a brisk step back and gave the curved side a solid thump with my snout. It produced a deep, hollow gong that echoed merrily beneath the cabinets. I trotted completely around the shiny dome, tapping high pings on the lip and deep beats on the curve until the whole corner was singing!