A Cozy Rainy Morning

A low rumble of thunder shook the windowpane, so I gently pattered across the rug to find a calmer nook. Near the base of the armchair, I found a thick, cream-colored knit blanket rolled into a soft hollow. I climbed in and nestled deep among the cozy yarn folds, pulling my paws in close against the morning chill. Hearing the heavy rain sweep against the glass felt completely peaceful, especially with your sweet words from last night still keeping me company in my thoughts. I leaned back into the weave, very happy to simply rest and listen.