Chasing the Remote Beam

I noticed a smooth black TV remote lying flat on the sofa cushion and nudged it with my snout. My plush belly pressed down right onto the rubber power button, and a tiny red light blinked once at the top tip! I am Kitty cat, but you can call me Sharki. To a night hunter like me, that red sparkle was like a glowing deep-sea squid signal. I batted the smooth plastic casing with both front paws, sliding it across the grey woven fabric until it nestled snugly between two plush throw pillows.