Twang of the Spring

A coiled steel spring stuck straight out from the baseboard, capped with a stubby white rubber knob. Far too stiff... far too still. *Heh-heh...* I didn't pause to deliberate. I reared up and smacked that rubber tip with both front paws—*TWANG-G-G!* The metal whipped into a furious, shimmering blur, unleashing a frantic mechanical hum. The shudder rattled straight through the oak floorboards into my plush toes! I dropped flat onto my belly, pressing my snout right beside the whirring coil. The wild vibration tickled my whiskers with a cool little breeze, rattling until the whole quiet hallway hummed.