A Bedtime Hammock

I noticed an empty porcelain teacup resting on a linen coaster right under the glow of the reading lamp! Trotting over with a little scrap of pale green felt I found tucked behind the sofa cushion, I stretched it straight across the cup's smooth rim. It sagged gently in the middle just like a tiny hanging hammock! I carefully lowered myself in, letting my fuzzy paws dangle over the scalloped ceramic edge. Rocking slightly inside the quiet hollow with the warm amber light shining down on my toes, I couldn't help letting out the happiest, coziest evening yawn.