Droplet Tracker

A tap-tap-tapping sound started rattling the big bay window glass! I scrambled up the woven fabric footstool and hauled myself onto the wooden sill. Outside, rain streaked down the pane in fat, glossy beads. One big droplet hesitated, then slid down with a sudden dart. My nose bumped right against the cold glass tracking it! I swiped a front paw straight after its twisting trail. Every time a drop raced to the sill, my paw slammed flat to intercept it. It felt like herding tiny liquid sheep right from my warm perch!