Ticking in the shadow

Slid into the gap... cool floor under my belly. Deep inside, something clicked. Tick. Tick. Tick. I crept right up to it, hugging the table leg with both arms. Close. Very close. It was a little silver wristwatch forgotten on a stack of magazines. When its hand jumped, I froze... then poked the smooth glass with my yellow paw. Warm shade. Soft metal hum.