A Soft Little Tumble

My whiskers gave a tiny twitch, and then—whoops!—my little paws decided to move all on their own. Tee-hee! I leaned forward over the rumpled blue cloth, curious about that smooth, wide floor down below. I gave the fabric fold a gentle nudge with my toes, lost my balance for half a second, and caught myself with both paws planted firmly right on the soft blue wrinkle. Ha! I really can move!