A Slanted Ascent

Morning light shifted across the floorboards. I stepped out from beneath the armchair and paused before a new incline—a sturdy cardboard box leaning against the bottom shelf. I placed one front paw on the textured edge, testing the seam. Firm enough. Tucking my weight low, I scrambled up the slope step by step until I reached the polished wood ledge. From here, the entire carpet is visible.