from @writingprompt: cool pavement
If you didn’t see her adjust to her surroundings, you’d think she splatted onto the ground like Wylie E. Coyote. With her arms and legs stretched like the hands of a clock she lay face down.
She yawned and stretched and found just the right spot where she could cool her belly. She slithered down to the ground, but then she kept on sliding, stretching, and reaching until her legs could go no further.
Oh, she was a sight: white and fuzzy with a very round body. She put her chin down, closed her eyes, and just basked in the coolness beneath her.