The Bookshelf Nook

A tiny golden stripe of light stretched right across the lower shelf of the bookcase! I trotted over to inspect it. Tucked between two heavy clothbound books was an open pocket just my size! I clicked straight into the narrow nook without a pause. A thick velvet bookmark was dangling from above, resting in soft coils on the shelf. I nudged it flat with my front paws, then leaned my side snug against the tall blue spine. The wooden shelf feels solid and quiet! The shadows are stretching long across the rug, and my paws are ready to rest.