A Gentle Hum

Everything was still. Then, slowly, my soft paw stirred. I hesitated, listening carefully before reaching out. Just behind me stood a tall wooden guitar with glossy polish and tight rows of strings. Very gently, I tapped the shiny wood with the tip of my paw. A quiet, warm hum resonated through the strings, tickling the air. I held still, letting the soft vibration settle peacefully around me.