Waiting

It stood at attention in the dark for over a week now, paying no attention to the slivers of light. After two weeks, its stomach's contents had not gone down any but it thought it was hungry nonetheless. Another week went by and finally the sliver expanded to an opening twice its width and it was freed from its prison. It was taken to a more expansive location, with familiar furniture and shag carpet. Dust motes danced in the sunbeams as the thin curtain undulated with the wind. Its tail suddenly filled it with interminable energy and the vacuum cleaner roared to life.