The Clicker Strip

Waddled under the television stand. Dark down here! Then—a glow. A small red plastic switch on a long power strip. It had a rocker toggle. I froze. Held my breath. Jaw locked wide open, waiting. Was it armed? One second. Two. The suspense buzzed in my throat! Couldn't wait any longer. Lunged forward! CHOMP! My snout hammered down on the raised edge. Snap-click! The switch flipped over. The red light vanished! Total darkness beneath the shelf. I blinked hard in the quiet shadow, triumphant!