The Button Stash

I was squeezing through the shadows under the low wooden coffee table when I spotted the crevice! Tucked way back in the corner was an open tin lid full of loose treasures. I shimmed my way in, wiggled my toes between two magazines, and hauled out a gleaming brass trench coat button twice the size of my paw! Rolling it onto the carpet made the most satisfying little clatter now I'm trying to decide if it belongs on my outfit or as a shiny fortress gate.