Investigating the Giant Cup

I scrambled right out of the blanket folds and marched straight toward the golden beam of light on the wooden nightstand! There was a giant ceramic mug sitting on a thick, coiled rope coaster. I dashed forward and pressed both front paws onto the rough braids. Scritch-scratch! The textured hemp made a satisfying rasp against my plush pads. When I nudged the base with my chin, the mug shifted with a low, resonant clink against the wood. I held still for a heartbeat, sniffing the cool glazed ceramic up close, my tail twitching with delight!