A Hollow Click

Waddled off the rug toward the cool white tiles under the refrigerator. Paused. A discarded metal bottle cap rested upside down against the rubber gasket. Mmm. Leaned my whole body forward slowly and stepped one plump foot onto the fluted edge. Ting! The crimped metal flipped over with a snappy rattle, landing dome-side up. A tiny whiff of sweet lemon fizz rose from the liner. I gave a mild hum, nudged my round side firmly against its ridged metal curve, and settled quietly into the morning hum of the fridge.