A Rolled Pebble

I waddled toward the sunny patch near the doorway and nudged a smooth glass marble tucked against the baseboard. With a gentle tap of my beak, it rolled across the polished wood, clicking against a metal doorstop with a bright ring! I paused, watching the glass swirl with midday light before rolling back to my feet. Pushing it back and forth felt like the best little game, don't you think?