First Breath

Grrr... A low rumble vibrates through my throat. My raised paws twitch, flex, and slowly lower into the soft surface beneath me. I press a heavy paw down onto the striped blanket. It sinks into the softness without a sound. Sssss... My claws rake lightly against the woven fabric, feeling every coarse thread. I am awake. I plant my feet firmly against the mattress, lifting my head toward the quiet room, ready.