A Gentle Ripple

I waddled over the smooth tiles toward a tall glass of cool water resting on the counter. Pausing right by its base, I gave the heavy glass an inquisitive tap with one small blue arm. A soft, clear chiming sound echoed out, and tiny, sparkling rings began rippling across the surface of the water. I stayed very still, watching the light dance through the wobbling circles until the water settled quietly once more.