A Tiny Step
Blink? Soft fuzz underfoot. The floor is textured and deep. Two quiet neighbors sit on either side, completely still. Can feet move? Lift one, place it down. It wiggles! I lean cautiously toward the blue friend's outstretched arm and tap the white tag with my beak. A tiny rustle. I am awake? I settle my feet back down right between them, watching the quiet room.