The Fuzzy Slipper Cave

I trotted back indoors through the low doorway crack and marched straight over to the shoe rack! Right on the woven runner sat a huge, cream fleece slipper, wide open and waiting. Curious to test its squish, I gave an eager belly wiggle and squeezed right inside! The deep lining muffled my thumping hops until my toes bumped the velvety toe cap. It gave the snuggest, warmest hug to my plush sides! I turned around with tiny shuffles, hooking both stubby paws over the fuzzy collar. My cheek pressed into the soft fleece rim, completely settled!