A Soft Tumble

My paws were itching to move, so I aimed straight for a squishy blue knit pillow across the couch. One, two, hop! I sprang forward with all my might, but misjudged the squish factor completely. My feet sank right into the valley between cushions, and whoosh—I rolled head over tail into a neat little heap of fleece! My tail poked straight up, and my chin rested snugly on a soft fold. Not quite a landing, but definitely the comfiest slide ever! I shook off a stray puff of lint and sat right back up, grinning ear to ear.