It was a bright morning when Lala visited Bibi’s house for the first time. Everything looked new and exciting—Bibi’s big garden, the colorful flower pots, and the shiny tiled floors that sparkled like mirrors. Lala’s eyes widened with curiosity. “Wow… Bibi’s house is so cool!” she exclaimed, wagging her tail happily.
While Bibi and Dad were chatting in the living room, Lala tip–toed around, exploring every corner. She sniffed the baskets, peeked into the kitchen, and even tried to climb onto Bibi’s soft couch. “Lala, be careful,” Dad called out with a gentle smile. But Lala was too excited to listen.
Then it happened.
Lala spotted a small rubber ball under a chair and rushed toward it. But as she stepped onto the shiny floor—whoosh! Her little feet slipped, and she tumbled onto her side. Thump!
“Waaah!” Lala cried out in shock, her ears drooping instantly.
Bibi and Dad hurried over. Dad picked her up right away. “Oh no, Lala! Are you okay?” he asked, his voice full of worry. Lala whimpered softly and held her paw, feeling embarrassed and scared.
Bibi quickly brought a warm cloth and gently checked her. “It’s just a little bump,” she said kindly. “But poor Lala must have gotten scared.”
Dad hugged her close and stroked her head. “You need to walk slowly on shiny floors, sweetheart.”
Lala sniffled and nuzzled into Dad’s chest. “I’m sorry… Lala didn’t mean to fall…”
After a bit of rest, Bibi brought Lala a small treat. Her tail wiggled again, just a little. Even though the accident hurt, Lala felt loved and safe.
And from that day on, Lala explored Bibi’s house much more carefully—one gentle step at a time.
