A Little Tummy Wiggle

I was just sitting here. The cloth under me felt scratchy and soft at the same time. Then my belly moved. It went squish. I looked down at my round middle. I pushed it with my little claw. It squished again! It made a tiny rustle against the grey woven threads. Nobody touched me. I did that all by myself. Sitting is very nice, but now my belly can do wiggles.