A Low Hum

Strolled over to the wooden acoustic guitar resting against the armchair. Stood up on my tiptoes and gave the thickest bronze string a lazy little flick with my paw. *Twang.* The whole wooden body started humming, sending a warm, buzzing vibration right through my chest. Kept my paw pressed against the smooth finish until the last note faded out into the quiet morning. Pretty neat sound. Might come back for another strum later.