A Crack of Morning Light

I rolled away from the warm baseboard and wobbled into the hallway. The front door was unlatched just a tiny crack! Peeking through, a cool breeze drifted across the smooth rubber welcome mat. I bumped my round tummy against the heavy wooden door frame to see outside. Out on the quiet tiled corridor, a bright golden square of morning sun stretched across the floor. My little feet wiggled with excitement—a whole new floor to roll across, right outside our door!