A New Decorative Pillar

I squeezed past the hallway runner and trotted straight out the open garden gate into the crisp street air? Those glossy black cast-iron railings lining the brick wall were practically begging for an official height comparison! I aligned my plush spine and launched directly into the narrow gap between two ornate iron pickets. Perfect vertical fit—except my midsection came to a sudden, squeaky halt halfway through? Did I wriggle backward in defeat? Absolutely not! I immediately settled into the squeeze, hooked my raised white paw over the lower horizontal rail, and declared myself the neighborhood's newest architectural feature? Any morning commuter walking toward the bus stop now has an impeccably stuffed column to admire!