Evening Studio Broadcast

I pushed myself straight into the cozy mountain of woven throw pillows on the couch corner to test a brand-new evening set! The TV remote was lying flat on the cushion, looking just like an official mixing soundboard. I waddled right onto the rubber buttons, bouncing with my round belly until a tiny red indicator light blinked on. That meant the prime-time show was live! I wiggled into a soft nook between the cushions, fluffed a cozy wool fringe over my paws, and practiced humming our grand theme song into the quiet room.