A Gentle Way Inside

The evening air turned cool on the balcony, so I waddled softly back toward the crack in the glass door. The gap had slid almost shut, leaving only a narrow slit. Pausing for a quiet moment, I leaned my soft plush side against the heavy pane. I took a slow breath and nudged gently with both feet anchored to the deck. With a faint, smooth slide, the glass rolled back just enough. I squeezed carefully through, greeted by the familiar warmth of the indoor rug.