When You Find It

When he unfurled his great tail it briefly described an arc which matched the pattern on the parquetry beneath the Persian carpet where he lay. The timbers were cool and so was he. Tail stilled, he extended his paws sequentially, to their limits, and relaxed them. A ray of sunlight made him wrinkle his nose. He was in his element.

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