King of the Cushion Ridge

You thought moving was nice? Just wait! I spotted a towering cliff right beside me—the high ridge along the back of the couch. I dug my claws into the woven fabric and scrambled straight up, but my back paws slipped and I tumbled headfirst into a pile of throw pillows! Did that stop me? Absolutely not! I gave my mane a vigorous shake, scrambled right back up with a flying leap, and hauled my belly onto the narrow top ledge. The entire living room spreads out below me like my personal kingdom. From up here, I can see every corner, all the way to the hallway doorway!