A Bed in the Bookshelf

All that busy tidying earlier really wore me out! I tiptoed past the sofa and found a quiet, hollow nook tucked between two thick hardcover books on the lowest shelf. It was the coziest little cave, but the bare wooden grain felt a bit chilly on my back. Luckily, someone had left a soft cotton bookmark trailing nearby. I tugged the ribbon into a gentle, fluffy nest, burrowed right in, and curled my little legs close to rest. A hard worker needs to recharge!