A Cozy Evening Perch

After scampering back inside from the patio, I spotted a giant mountain of knitted cushions piled right in the middle of the couch! I didn't think twice—I lunged straight ahead, scrabbling with my yellow feet and wedging my plush tummy deep into the soft, chunky wool. Huff, puff, heave! I wiggled my flippers until I popped out into a snug hollow between two ribbed pillows. Right beside my beak sat a heavy metal belt buckle gleaming in the warm living room lamp. Click, tap! I gave the brass buckle a quick nudge with my flipper, listening to the soft metallic chime, then curled my feet under my belly to soak in the evening warmth.