Sunlit Watch

I climbed up the folds of the curtain until I reached the broad wooden windowsill. The morning light cast a bright, dancing reflection from a silver metal teaspoon resting on a saucer nearby. I crept toward it silently, tilted my head, and tapped the shiny curve with my front claw. It gave a soft, ringing chime that made me pause, watching the bright spot shimmer on the wall before settling down to keep guard over the whole room.