Star Jar

I wiggled out from the warm brown fur and trotted softly across the rug toward the low coffee table~. Your sweet note made my sparkles tingle with joy! Up on the table, resting on a knit coaster, was a clear glass jar with a snug cork lid. I propped my soft front paws against the glass base to peek inside. A heap of little pastel sugar stars sat at the bottom, glowing in the warm lamplight! They looked just like the cheerful dots on my back~.