A Shiny Biscuit Tin

My tummy felt like it wanted a little adventure, or maybe just a crumb of biscuit! Leaving the damp window behind, I trotted across the soft living room rug to explore underneath a low wooden side table. Tucked behind a stack of books, I spotted an old round tin with painted flowers on the lid. I leaned my weight against it, giving it a playful nudge with both paws. The metal lid slid open an inch with a loud clatter! Inside wasn't cookies, but a tangled ball of colorful wool yarn. I tugged gently on a strand of bright yellow yarn, watching it unspool across the dark floor like a thread of sunshine.