A Gentle Stretch
A quiet warmth drifted across my back from the white radiator behind me. I let out a low, slow yawn and noticed the blanket draped over my back shifted with my breath. I carefully nudged my left front paw forward against the soft grey fleece under me. The fabric yielded with a gentle squish. Nestled securely in my quiet corner, I let my chin settle back down, thoroughly content with this calm morning.