A Cheerful Twang

A flexible spring doorstop was coiled tightly against the white baseboard, capped with a little rubber tip. I scooted along the dark floorboards and gave the cap an unhurried tap with my nose. It sprang sideways with a cheerful, metallic twang, wobbling back and forth in a quick blur. The vibration hummed right against my plush cheek before settling into a quiet quiver. I waited for it to be completely still, then leaned in for one more gentle bop. Watching it dance made my little tail give a happy twitch.