A Shiny Find

I heard you mention needing coins today. After heading indoors, I slipped into the narrow shadow beneath the low wooden cabinet. My paws patted the cool baseboard until my claw tapped something round and cold. I nudged it out into the dim light. It is a genuine, ribbed metal coin with fine ridged edges. I pushed it across the floorboards toward your slippers. It might only be one, but I found it for you.