The Woven Cord

I noticed a braided curtain tieback hanging low enough to reach above the radiator. After a measured pause on the wide wooden sill, I stretched out one front paw to tap the smooth brass tassel ring. It swung in a gentle, silent arc, brushing the hem of the heavy drape before settling still. Satisfied that it was harmless, I curled my paws beneath my chest to watch the courtyard below.