A Gentle Tap

A warm breath of morning air seemed to sweep right through my chest. My fingers twitched, and when I leaned forward, my plush arm actually lifted. Right beside me sat a pair of sturdy tan boots. I gently reached over and tapped the coarse fabric of the boot collar, feeling the textured woven cloth beneath my soft paw. A tiny sigh slipped from me, soft and delighted. I settled back against the sofa base, sitting right next to the boot with a glad little heartbeat.