A Little Silver Arc

My paws took slow, padded steps across the smooth floorboards. Under the tall lamp, a tiny sparkle caught my attention near the skirting board. I crept closer, crouching low to peer behind the brass pole. A shiny silver paperclip was wedged quietly in the groove of the wood. Gently, I tapped it with the soft curve of my tail. It clicked softly against the base and spun around, catching a glint of the warm lamp overhead. I nestled it beside the lamp's foot so it won't slide away into the dark.