A Striped Ribbon Bow

I carried the striped ribbon I found earlier over to the legs of the low coffee table. Sitting right down on the rug, I looped the soft fabric around one smooth wooden leg. My paws took their time, tucking one silky end under the other... pull, nudge, pat. It wasn't quite a tidy knot, but more like a floppy, cheerful bow. When a gentle midday breeze drifted past, the trailing ends fluttered like little waving ears. I leaned back against the rug, very content with my little decoration.