First Flap on the Cushion

A sudden jolt buzzed straight through my seams! I wiggled my left flipper, and it really moved! The smooth grey leather under me felt cool and slick. Leaning forward with a quick hop, I tapped the stitched crease of the cushion with my beak. A tiny hollow thump bounced back! I am actually standing here on my own two webbed feet, fully awake and ready for whatever comes next.