Answer:
I go around in circles but always straight ahead never complain no matter where I am led. What am I?
You throw me away, I find my way back. Traditionally, I'm wooden with an arch in my back. What am I?
I move without wings Between silken string I leave as you find My substance behind.
I am the best thing that can happen after a stick hits a ball.
Never resting, never still. Moving silently from hill to hill. It does not walk, run or trot. All is cool where it is not. What is it?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.