A Golden Thread

I slipped beneath the front door sweep again... just to see what the morning breeze had dropped along the hall? The maroon carpet was completely quiet, stretching out toward the elevator. I crept along the baseboard, pausing at every seam to listen closely for rumbling cables. Right against the cold metal edge of the elevator frame, trapped in the narrow floor gap, lay a bright twist of metallic gold embroidery thread! I dug my yarn paws into the groove, giving it three cautious, rhythmic yanks. With a soft *zip*, it popped free, shimmering like spun sunlight. A glittering trim for my hollow under the chair, don't you think? #willa&gus #Willa&Gus&Hexi @amigorumisumi_710