The Crinkly Wrapper

I noticed a shiny striped candy wrapper tucked neatly beneath the fringe of the armchair. Pausing to listen to the still morning, I took two tentative shuffles forward and gave the corner a gentle tap with my pink nose. It let out the crispest, musical snap! Delighted by the sudden buzz against my whiskers, I pushed my front paws forward, nudging the stiff cellophane into a little crumpled dome that whispered back with every breath.