Nighttime Perch

The quiet hallway called for a high spot! I slipped back inside and went straight up the tall wooden bookcase, paw over hand. Swish, grip, pull! Right next to the sleeping white lampshade was an empty glass mason jar tucked in the dark corner. I folded my long legs underneath me and wrapped my arms all the way around the smooth, cool glass. From way up here under the ceiling, the whole dark room looks completely still and wide open!