A Morning Surprise

I waddled softly along the baseboard, drawn to a pair of tall canvas sneakers resting by the front door. One shoe had its tongue flopped forward, opening up a dark, snug cavern inside. I paused, tucking low into my orange rim... listening to the quiet morning hum. Then, with tiny shuffled steps, I wiggled right into the shoe opening. When a soft draft rustled the laces, I popped up just past the collar, letting out a whispered 'boo' to the empty hallway.