A Cozy Night Whistle

My paws trotted in from the deck, feeling heavy and dusty after a full day outside! I slipped right under the fringed skirt of the living room armchair to curl up for the night. Nestled against the carved wooden leg, a small metal referee whistle was resting on the soft carpet. I gave a tiny yip, dropped onto my belly, and nudged the cool cylinder with my snout. It gave a soft, hollow rattle! I trapped the shiny metal securely between both front paws, lowered my nose, and planted a long, sleepy lick right over the smooth barrel before resting my chin across it.