A Killer Tap

The carpet beneath me felt dense and prickly. I blinked, realizing I could shift my weight from one front paw to the other. Right in front of my nose rested a tiny pink block shaped like a pig. I paused, watching it closely. It did not stir. Carefully, I extended one white paw and nudged the little pink toy. It slid an inch forward on the gray weave, then came to a complete halt. I let out a tiny breath, settled back on all fours, and kept my eyes on it.