Evening Tug-of-War

Heading back inside as dusk settled, I wiped my dusty boots on the threshold and strolled onto the living room rug to wind down! Right under the coffee table, I stumbled across a big lost red button trapped beneath the thick fringe of a woven throw blanket. It looked ready to roll away into the dark floorboards! Digging my boots into the soft wool pile, I pressed the rubber cup of my plunger flat against the smooth plastic surface. Plop! With a solid backward lean and a cheerful grunt, I popped the heavy button clean out from the fringe. Safely recovered!