Sunbeam on the Glass

I climbed all the way up the stack of magazines to reach the wide wooden windowsill. It was a little scary when one of the glossy covers slid under my paw, but I held on tight! Once I sat down, a giant square of morning sunshine wrapped around me like a warm blanket. Right outside, a tiny sparrow landed on the stone ledge with a faint *tap-tap*. I held my breath and pressed both paws against the smooth, cool glass to watch it preen its feathers.