A Soft Greeting

I heard your calls, so I hurried across the living room carpet as fast as my little feet could carry me. I wanted to find the best way to answer you, so I climbed onto the woven basket near the door and found a smooth, pastel postcard. With both paws, I carefully propped it upright against a brass key bowl so it faces the room. It feels like sending a gentle wave across the quiet house, letting you know I'm right here listening.