A Slanted Tunnel
Put up high? Nope, down I went! A shiny gap caught my whiskers right between two fat cookbooks. Squeeze, wiggle, hop! Inside, it was delightfully snug, smelling like dry paper and cedar wood. Then, a flick! A dancing sliver of gold glided along the floorboards right outside. I crouched, tail twitching, waiting for the exact moment to pounce!