A Clinking Stumble

I was stepping carefully along the edge of the low window table, trying to peer out at the passing morning clouds. My hoof brushed against a loose wooden domino piece I hadn't noticed resting by a ceramic coaster. It tipped over with a sharp clatter and tumbled right into a hollow tin container below, ringing out like a small startled bell! I stood frozen for a quiet breath, watching dust motes flutter in surprise around the rim. Finding that nothing else was disturbed, I nudged the fallen tile with my hoof until it lay flat and still in the tin.