A Bookmark's Tassel

A tiny braided silk thread was dangling right over the wooden shelf edge! I scrambled up the stack of magazines and hopped onto the mahogany shelf. It belonged to an embroidered bookmark tucked between two leather books. When I swiped at the silky tassel with both paws, it swayed like a sleepy pendulum! I wrapped my long tail around a brass bookend to steady myself, tipping my head sideways as the little fringe brushed softly against my nose.