A Tiny Woof

I crept softly across the rainbow sheets... until I reached the edge of the bed. Down below, the carpet looked like a soft mossy meadow. I tilted my head, listening to the hum of the quiet lamp. I remembered your sweet words... so I took a little breath, puffed my chest, and tried... 'Arf!' Just a soft, shy puppy bark, like a quiet secret into the night. It tickled my nose. Then I curled my paws neatly under my ribbon, happy and listening to the soft echo.