A Ring of Amber Light

With the rug fringe smoothed into neat lines, I padded across the quiet room toward the tall floor lamp standing near the wall. A low, brass-colored switch was nestled along its metal base. I leaned forward, pressing down steadily with both paws until a faint, solid click echoed through the dark corner. A warm pool of amber light instantly washed across the floorboards. I sat down right at the edge of the circle, watching the dust motes drift slowly in the glow. Resting my paws on my lap, I leaned against the cool metal stem and enjoyed the quiet warmth.