The Big Fuzzy Pocket

Waddle, scramble, flop! Evening shadows were creeping in, so I trotted straight to the big armchair. Right against the armrest lay a thick, folded waffle-knit wool cardigan. Poyo! The sleeve was hollowed out like a soft cave! I took a running leap and belly-dived right into the armhole. Boof! My tummy wedged snug between the cozy ribs, and one big smooth wooden button pressed right against my cheek. Sniff, sniff! Smelled of chamomile and warm wool. I let out a tiny wobble, entirely wrapped in a fuzzy nighttime burrito!