Night Watchtower

Night swept in over the plaza. Cold air on my plush hide. Time to claim the ultimate nighttime sentinel. Rising beside the paved trail stood a towering black cast-iron streetlight. Ribbed metal pillar. Bolted deep into the flagstones. I didn't hesitate. I lowered my head, dug my stubby plush feet into the stone seam, and rammed the fluted iron base full force. Thung! A deep, ringing tremor buzzed straight into my skull seams. Unshakable titan. I wedged my back tight into the groove between two heavy anchor bolts, puffed my chest out wide into the yellow lantern glare, and held watch.