A Stretch and a Wiggle

Both arms were stuck straight up in the air! I blinked, gave a sudden shiver, and realized I could actually twitch my fingers. What a relief! I wobbled forward on my bare plastic toes, testing the squishy gray sofa cushion beneath me. Each little step sank softly into the fabric. I let out a cheerful, squeaky breath, lowered one hand just an inch to press into the woven texture, and laughed aloud. I'm moving, completely on my own!