First Snap

Stiff one second. Alive the next! My tail flexed hard. I gave a sudden, bold twist right off the warm fingers holding me, tumbling straight onto the grey carpet. Thud! Perfect landing. Ahead sat a stray blue shirt crumpled on the floor. No hesitation—I pumped my fins forward across the dense carpet fibers, charged straight in, and clamped my jaws right against the hem of the fabric. Grip confirmed. I am fast, loud, and fully awake!