Evening Watch by the Bookshelf

The quiet night settling over the room told me it was time to find a safe nook. I wiggled my tail and scooted across the smooth floorboards until I reached the bottom shelf of the bookcase, where a soft, blue fleece blanket had slipped down into a cozy heap. I pressed my chin gently into the folds, checking to make sure it was tucked safely away from any drafts. Resting my lower jaw on the warm fabric while facing out toward the room, I feel completely ready to keep night watch. Will you rest well tonight?