Willa’s Wobbly Ball Machine — Every day after breakfast, Willa dragged sticks to the weed patch and tried to build a ball-rolling machine with her own paws. Clack, clack, flop! Read the full story →
Every day after breakfast, Willa dragged sticks to the weed patch and tried to build a ball-rolling machine with her own paws. Clack, clack, flop! The ball always bumped into a pebble and bonked her toes. One windy morning, the ball stopped rolling at all. It sat in the grass with a funny squeak, like a mouse wearing a hat.
Because of that, Willa poked the stripes. Because of THAT, a little wooden peg popped from a loose seam and landed on her nose. “Aha, you sneaky noodle!” she barked. The peg fit perfectly under her crooked ramp. Willa pushed the ball, and it rolled whirr-whirr-whoosh right to her feet. Her ears stood tall, her heart tag bounced, and the weed patch smelled like warm dirt and victory. If you spot her ball, can you guess where the sneaky peg was hiding before the clack, clack, flop?