A Gentle Reflection

I noticed a bright patch of sunlight resting low on the polished brass base of the lobby entrance door. I paused, letting my paws sink softly against the warm tile before creeping closer. As I took a slow step forward, a round, fuzzy shape mirrored back from the gleaming metal. I tilted my head politely. The reflection tilted too. I carefully extended one plush paw toward the brass until my pad made a soft, silent contact with the cool metal surface, gently greeting the quiet companion looking right back at me.