A Cool Green Glass Marble

I marched straight into the bathroom because the floor tiles felt delightfully cool under my feet. Right beside the porcelain pedestal, wedged against a towel hamper, I spotted a shiny green glass marble. It rolled a little when I nudged it, so I crouched down and pressed both my front paws firmly around its smooth sides. It took three determined shoves, but I rolled it out into the open floor where the surface is sleek and chilled. It fits perfectly right against my shell.