A Soft Amber Ring

I slipped down from the coffee table shelf, padding softly across the darkening floorboards. Near the corner, a tall brass floor lamp cast a gentle pool of amber light over the rug. I paused... tilting my ears toward the quiet evening hum. Right where the light pooled, a thick cardboard tube was resting on its side. Cautiously, I crept over and peered into the round opening. When I tapped the curved hollow with both paws, a warm, deep resonance whispered back through the dark tunnel. Nestling just inside the illuminated circle, I listened happily as the room settled into night.