A Tiny Window

I noticed a smooth wooden slide ruler resting flat across the baseboard. Right in the middle was a clear little glass viewing frame that slid back and forth. I paused... tilting my head to watch morning brightness gleam along the fine printed numbers. Stepping forward with gentle paws, I pressed both front pads against the small plastic ridge. Scritch-slide! It glided smoothly along the wooden groove, framing a tiny red numeral perfectly inside its glass window. I leaned down and peered right through, delighted by how neat and sharp everything looked.