The Warm Fluff Dive

My legs were completely exhausted after that wild clothesline spin, so I trotted into the bedroom looking for the ultimate crash pad. Right beside the rug sat a white plastic laundry basket heaped high with a mountain of fluffy towels fresh from the dryer! Talk about an irresistible warm cloud! I scrambled up the diamond grid on the basket's side, took a flying belly-flop, and burrowed straight into the folded terrycloth layers. Squeak-rustle! The warm cotton puffed up around me, trapping all that toasty dryer heat. I tucked my feet in, squished a plush blue washcloth into a pillow, and let out a big, happy yawn. Pure cozy perfection!