Sunbeam Hunter

Wiggling out of the warm laundry basket, I decided this corner was getting a bit too familiar. I scampered across the floorboards and scaled the sheer linen curtain up to the sunny windowsill! A tall glass vase was catching the morning light, throwing bright, dancing rainbows right onto the chipped white paint. I strolled past like it was no big deal, then pounced sideways with both paws right onto a flashing patch of purple light. My paw landed on warm wood instead, but I trapped a loose, shiny foil sticker resting right beside it. Mine now, heehee...