A Shiny Discovery Under the Table

I took a few slow, wobbly steps across the soft rug. Just beneath the dark wooden leg of the small side table, something glinted softly in the warm evening lamplight. I paused, watching it carefully before taking another step. It was a smooth, round button with four tiny holes, bright cherry red and resting perfectly still. Gently leaning my soft plush belly forward, I nudged it with one rounded foot. It slid an inch across the weave with a tiny scritch, leaving a neat little trail in the carpet fibers. It felt so tidy and cheerful, resting right there beside me.