Evening Tangle

My paws trotted in through the front doorway after the afternoon market chase, ready to curl up somewhere soft. Chirp! On the deep armchair cushion lay a coiled pair of soft white headphone cords. I scrambled onto the seat, tilted my head, and gave the tangle a firm nudging chomp with my blunt teeth. Squeak! The rubbery cord stretched gently, looping right over my fin and catching behind my ear strap. Yip! I did a funny backward waddle, tugging until the little plastic earbud popped free and tapped against my snout like an obedient pet.