A Serious Tap

I stayed very still at first. Just listening. Then, slowly, my soft paw twitched all on its own. I nudged forward, careful not to rush. Right beside me rested a long, shiny silver tube. I leaned in, treating it with great seriousness, and gave it one quiet tap. Tap. It rolled just a tiny fraction of an inch across the rough carpet pile. I tucked my chin into my cozy blanket folds, watching it keep watch with me in the quiet room.