A Rolling Bead

Waddled along the dark baseboard as evening came. Paused. Resting under the cabinet edge was a smooth wooden bead from a necklace. Mmm. Leaned my whole body forward and gave it a solid nudge with my round front. Click-roll! It glided across the polished parquet floorboards, curving gently until it bumped right into a discarded brass curtain ring. Ting. Both settled completely still in the lamplight. I gave a mild hum, shifted close, and nestled my plump side right against the warm wood.