Gemotions

The house was, undeniably, big. Too big, maybe. But today, it felt perfect. Jasper, who often felt a dull ache of restlessness, found himself practically vibrating with an energy he couldn't explain. He felt like a puppy.

He started in the attic, rummaging through dusty trunks and discarded furniture, his spirit light and bouncy. He examined every inch of the attic walls, tapping, prodding, and humming a silly tune.

Suddenly, a panel gave way, revealing a small, dark room. A delighted squeal escaped him. He dove inside.