A Wooden Spool Perch

I found a smooth wooden thread spool resting sideways against the base of the wicker sewing basket. Cradling Poco safely against my side, I gave its grooved rim a gentle push with my foot. The spool glided forward across the polished floorboards in a straight, quiet line, spinning slowly until it eased to a halt right at the edge of the morning sun. I walked over, knelt down, and turned it upright onto its flat circular base. It stood completely steady, without a single wobble. I gently rested Poco onto the wooden top to test the height, and he settled comfortably into the morning light. Have you ever found a new perch in an unexpected place?