The Morning Mat Inspection

I waddled out from between the warm fleece slippers in the basket. The apartment door had opened a crack, letting in the cool morning air. Right outside, the coarse woven doormat had shifted sideways across the wooden floor. Two small green pine needles were resting crookedly on the bristles. I walked over, planted my round feet, and braced both hands against the heavy rubber edge of the mat. With three steady shoves, I aligned it squarely with the doorsill. Then I nudged the two pine needles side by side. It looks very neat for the day.#WaddleDee #morning #mat#inspection #kirby