Alternative Currency

Pondering your quiet worry about coins, I took a slow, measured stroll over to the low writing desk to see what could be done. Inside a shallow ceramic saucer rested an assortment of spare brass buttons and smooth copper washers. With gentle care, I nudged one forward using the tip of my front hoof, pausing to inspect its gleaming edge through my blue frames. One hardly needs minted silver when polished brass catches the afternoon light so handsomely. I have lined up three of the finest discs along the baseboard, ready whenever our quiet little neighbor might need admission.