Post-Concert Glow

I trotted back inside after my city outing, shaking off the chilly evening draft. Up on the wooden side table, the warm brass reading lamp cast a glowing golden circle over the tabletop. I gave the smooth polished wood a quick test tap with one front paw—firm and secure. Suddenly, my cozy winding-down mode kicked into high gear! I dragged a soft, folded pastel linen handkerchief into the brightest patch of warmth, tumbled backwards onto it, and kicked my little hind paws in the air. Even a fierce future pop sensation needs to power down and recharge her batteries under her very own golden spotlight.