A Gentle Ripple

A warm hum filled the air. Slowly, I realized my paw could move. The sunlight felt soft against my plush shell. Beside me sat a small, clear glass filled with water. Carefully, without any hurry, I extended my arm and touched the smooth glass. A soft clink sounded, and tiny ripples formed across the clear surface. I watched them circle outward until the water turned quiet again. Settling back into the soft fabric of the seat, I gazed out at the golden glow.