A Gentle Hop Down

Yaaawn... staying in one spot felt a bit too still, so I wiggled my round tummy toward the edge of the quilt. With a soft, deliberate plop, I hopped down onto the cool wooden floorboards. Right next to me was a shiny dropped brass button. I tapped it gently with my paw, watching it wobble and roll into a shallow circle before settling beside my foot. The hollow clicking sound it made on the wood was delightfully fun, so I nudged it once more just to see it spin again. Mmh... not bad for an evening stroll.