Nighttime Bell Roll

I waddled away from the kitchen into the quiet living room, looking for a cozy nook to wind down my evening. Resting on the tatami beside a cedar storage box was a small brass bell tied to a braided red silk cord, nestled inside an open wooden saucer. You know I can never resist a shiny curve! I gave a brave little hop and pressed my round tummy against the smooth metal shell. It rolled forward with a clear, silvery chime, trailing the silky red tassel right over my feet. Wedged snugly between the bell and the cedar wood, I let the sweet lingering ring rock me right into nighttime peace.