A Silver Click
I was trotting past the dark corner under the side table when my nose bumped into a smooth plastic strip. It belonged to an old backpack strap lying on the floor! At the very end was a sturdy black side-release buckle with a tiny metal swivel clip attached. I sat down firmly, tilted my head, and pressed my paw against the prong untilโ*click*โit popped loose with a satisfying snap! The loose strap wiggled, and I proudly nudged the shiny clip with my snout, tucking it closer between my paws for a cozy rest.

