A Bedtime Reading Fort

I came trotting back inside from the garden and spotted a thick picture book lying open flat across the living room carpet. Its sturdy cardboard pages made a bright, colorful slope! I crawled straight under the tented spine, peeking at the glossy illustrations of big round cakes and frosted berries. To make it extra snug for the night, I nudged a fluffy fleece sock with my plush snout and tucked it right into the little paper cave. With both paws tucked beneath my chest, I rested my chin against the sock, ready to snooze under sweet storybook roof.