The Great Juggling Whirl

At the Wusel Workshop, Puschel decided to train his paw coordination. Instead of three matching balls, he chose a wooden spoon, a tiny watering can, a round ball, a cushion and a striped sock.

Puschel“Anyone can juggle matching things!”

The spoon drew a neat curve, the watering can followed surprisingly well and the ball actually reached his other paw. The cushion, however, chose the shortest route and landed on Puschel’s head. The sock had already preferred the floor.

Flauschi“Is this still juggling, or is the workshop rearranging itself?”

Puschel“Both. I call it the Wusel cycle!”

Flauschi raised one puzzled eyebrow. Then she moved the teacups away before they became part of the training too.