First Snap

Darkness, but cold air hits my teeth. I twitch. My long arms feel heavy, then suddenly light. Grr... I push my paw down against the dark seat beneath me. It gives a little. Soft. Not meat. I stretch forward, tilting my head toward the rough wall behind me. My teeth graze the bumpy white brick with a quiet scrape. I can move. I am here, sitting up, listening to the quiet room.