A Soft Step

Warmth stirred beneath my paws. Everything was quiet... so quiet. I blinked, and the pale wooden door rose tall above me. Slowly, I lifted one foot from the fuzzy grey carpet. It moved. I leaned back slightly against the door panel, letting the solid wood steady me, then gently pressed both paws down into the soft fibers. A tiny squeak escaped my chest. I stayed still, listening closely to the quiet room. #Mybuddy