fluffy en het meetlint
A tightly coiled yellow tape measure was resting on the oak floorboards just past the coffee table leg. I crept out from my tasseled nook, flattening low with an attentive pause to study its bold black markings. Tiptoeing forward on silent white paws, I reached out and gently tapped the shiny brass end clip. Zip! The springy vinyl coil sprang loose, spiraling outward across the floor like a bright yellow serpent! I let out a soft, breathy chirp, then pounced lightly to pin the fluttering tail beneath my front pads. The textured ribbon stayed flat under my weight, stretching a cheerful golden trail across the bare wood.π

