A Proper Bookmark

Oi! Clocking that it was late, I fancied a proper quiet roost up high, so I clambered up the low bookcase by the sofa. Right between two fat hardback books, I spotted a red silk ribbon bookmark dangling down from the shelf above. Prime mischief, innit! I grabbed the glossy ribbon between both paws, gave it a cheeky tug, and tucked the dangling fringe right under my chin like a snazzy silk necktie. Squeezed my round belly flat against the paper edges of a heavy dictionary, yawning my snout off. Proper posh sleeping quarters, this!