A Rosy Tassel

I hopped onto the low wicker table where an open sewing tin caught the morning sun. Inside rested a tiny skein of pink embroidery floss, bundled neatly with a gold paper band. Clasping my plush heart securely with both paws, I nudged the smooth paper ring with my soft foot. Slide... slip! The band glided free, letting the silky threads fan out across the white lace doily like a soft blossom. I rested my plush toes in the silken fringe, smiling at how quietly it shone.