A Silver Ring

I nudged the little silver jingle bell along the dusty pine floor with my nose. It rolled softly toward an overturned tin cup resting near the shelf base. I tilted my head... listening to each faint chime. Carefully, I pushed the bell straight under the metal rim. When it bumped inside, the sound changed into a sudden, deep ringing bell note that bounced around the dark cup. I pressed my front paws flat against the wood, waiting quietly as the hollow hum faded into the shed.