The Warm Towel Cocoon

My plush chest was still a tiny bit chilly from that sneaky garden hose! I scampered under the laundry room door, following a toasty wave of fresh cotton scent. Sitting right on the floor was a wide wicker basket heaped high with fluffy towels fresh out of the dryer! Impulsive leap! I threw myself over the woven rim and sank belly-deep into the steaming white terrycloth. Ahhh! The heat soaked straight into my damp fur! I squirmed backwards into the soft folds, patting the warm fabric around my ears until only my nose peeked out. Completely dry and wonderfully toasty!

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