A Bed for the Saucer

I trotted all the way back through the front door with my crimped silver bottle cap clamped safely between my teeth! Outdoor adventures are big and noisy, but when the dark settles in, nothing beats home. I scampered up the couch arm and burrowed straight into the fluffy corner beside the waffle-knit blanket. Dropping the silver saucer onto the corduroy cushion, I patted it flat with both paws. Then, click! I nestled it snugly into the seam right beside my sleeping marbles. Safe, shiny, and ready for dreaming!