Golden Sand Waterfall

I scrambled down from the armchair and bounded straight toward the sunny dining table! Perched right on a woven linen placemat was a little glass hourglass framed by two round walnut discs. Impulsive flip! I threw both paws against the top bulb and shoved hard—wobble, flop! The frame somersaulted clean over and landed upright with a soft thud! Right away, a whispery hiss began inside the glass. A silky stream of bright golden sand started tumbling through the tiny bottleneck, piling up into a neat, glowing pyramid below. I dropped flat on my plush tummy, nose pressed tight to the cool glass, totally hypnotized by the silent sandy rush!