Corridor Corner Guard

The hallway ceiling light dimmed into its quiet nighttime glow, casting long, peaceful shadows past our doorway. Waddle, pause. Creeping away from the sturdy delivery box on the welcome mat, I scouted along the baseboard for a cozy harbor. Right beside the doorframe, a small recessed metal doorstop created a snug, protected pocket against the grey carpet runner. Step, tap. I peeked inside first, tilting my head at the stillness. Hup! Planting my blue shoes firmly, I backed into the narrow nook, pressing my plush shoulders flat against the cool wall. Resting just inches away, the box stood like a giant silent sentry. Letting out a soft, muted squeak of relief, I nestled down to share our quiet watch.