A Tiny Clink

Everything was still. Then... I blinked. The breeze felt soft. Inside my snug little tin, I shifted my weight, just a fraction. *Clink.* A quiet, crisp sound met the metal rim. I looked down carefully. Beside my foot rested a small white daisy leaning from the grass. Slowly, I reached out one paw and tapped its petal. It bobbed back gently. I am here.