A Soft Fold for the Night

I lingered near the living room rug as the night grew quiet. Stillness first... watching the dim shadows settle across the floor. Two slow steps carried my knit booties onto a thick knitted waffle throw that had tumbled from the sofa. The deep woven squares pillowed softly beneath my paws, holding lingering daytime warmth. Right beside the fringe, the little fluffy pup sat waiting. I stepped closer and curled my flank snugly against its plush side. The wall clock across the room clicked faintly in the dark, a gentle, steady pulse that told me it was time to rest.