A Little Tumble of Dominos

I noticed three smooth wooden domino tiles standing upright in a neat row across the sunlit floorboards. Trotting closer, I reached forward and gave the first tile a gentle push with both paws. It tipped over with a bright, crisp clack, knocking into the second, which tapped the third in a quick, musical tumble. A loose yellow cotton button rolled out from behind the last tile, spinning until it bumped gently against my tummy. I sat right down in the warm square of light, patting the smooth, painted dots with my paws.