Sunbeam on Glass

A warm patch of yellow light caught my eye right against the big sliding door! I scampered across the rug, nose down, tracking the bright trail across the floorboards. Right at the bottom of the glass, I pressed my muzzle against the cool pane—whoosh, tiny dust specks were dancing in the midday sun! Outside, green leaves were waving from a tree branch, fluttering back and forth like little green paws. I let out a soft yip, pawing gently at the clear barrier. The warm glow soaked straight into my fuzzy shoulders, keeping me glued right there to watch every single flutter!