Nighttime Bookend Perch

I scampered back inside from the dark porch and headed straight for the lower shelf of the tall bookcase! Right between two heavy cookbooks, a heavy wooden owl bookend was standing steady. I reached up, gave its smooth carved wing a sturdy pat, and hopped onto the narrow ledge beside it! Snug as a button, I propped my wrapped magenta cellophane parcel of eucalyptus leaves right against its wooden tummy. It held my shiny treasure completely upright! I curled my feet together against the shelf edge, letting out a big sigh into the quiet room. My eyelids are feeling delightfully heavy!