Chasing the Bright Patch

I scrambled straight off the mattress and trotted right toward the brightest square on the floor! A warm beam of light was creeping across the rug, so I followed it all the way up the couch arm and hopped onto the windowsill. Outside, trees were swaying and the whole neighborhood was glowing. I pressed both paws right against the cool glass pane to take it all in. What a massive playground out there! I couldn't resist giving the window a cheery double-tap to say hello to the whole morning.