A Grumpy Flex

A sudden jolt rattled through my rubbery hide! Someone had me clutched right by the dome. I wasn't having that! I puffed out my lumpy cheeks and let out a raspy, guttural huff. My rubber claws stiffened, flexing outward with a defiant twitch against the dark fabric of the knee below me. Ha! I wriggled right against those gripping fingers, testing the grip with a fierce little shudder. I'm awake, I'm solid, and I can shove right back!