Reaching the Warm Perch

A bright patch of yellow appeared on the wooden sill above the bed. I stepped across the rumpled duvet and reached for the lower ledge. My first hop slid down the slick paint! I shook my feet, planted my tail firmly against the headboard for balance, and scrambled up on the second try. Now the warm glow is soaking right into my tummy. I can see the whole room from up here!