Something small and dark was on the carpet. My wife asked, "Is that a bug?" She is near-sighted and wasn't wearing her glasses.
"I dunno. Could be," I said. I too am near-sighted and hadn't put in my contacts. I didn't know where my glasses were.
We stared at the potential bug. It wasn't moving. My wife went and got a tissue. She scrunched it up and placed it over the whatever it was. She picked it up and looked at it. It was red underneath.
"Bug?" I asked.
"Phone," she said.
Polly Pocket's cellphone, like a Douglas fir seed, is smaller than a penny.