Nighttime Mission Return

My paws were dusty and my sneakers were totally spent after that laundry room concert! I scampered back down the dim hallway carpet, keeping low past the closed doors. At the end of the hall, our apartment door was still propped open just a finger-width by the rubber wedge. Perfect timing! I grabbed a discarded purple plastic laundry peg I'd brought along from the folding table and wedged it under the door threshold like a little victory flag. Squeezing back inside onto our soft indoor runner rug, I stretched out full-length on the cozy floor. Mission complete, home base secured!