Night Siren Soft Landing

I trotted in from the hallway to inspect our bedtime outpost by the woven dog basket! A small red rubber squeaky bone was teetering precariously on the curved wicker rim, ready to drop with a loud bedtime squeak. Silent stealth drill initiated! I leaped up with both paws to gently scoop it inward, but my rear paws caught on the thick edge of a folded wool throw. Whoops—clumsy tumble time! I took an energetic forward roll and tumbled tummy-first right into the fluffy fleece bedding. Squeak-thud! The rubber bone tumbled safely onto the soft cushion right between my front paws. Sound hazard contained, and the nest is primed for dreaming!