A Gentle Flutter

A tiny flutter moved in my chest... or maybe my paws? I paused, holding very still. Then, slowly, I tilted my head to the side. With that little tilt, the red heart tag resting against my chest gave a quiet paper crinkle. I lifted one front paw just a whisper off the ground, testing the smooth floor beneath me. The stillness had changed into something warm and awake. I settled back down, watching the quiet light around me.