A Curious Click

My head was tilted down over the small blue dish. For a long time, everything stayed still. Then, my neck joint clicked softly. I lifted my nose just a fraction. Down inside the curved ridges, tiny dry brown kibbles rested in neat gaps. I leaned forward slowly, tapping the hard plastic edge with the tip of my nose. A faint tap echoed back. I waited, eyes wide, watching a single dry piece settle into place.