A warm fuzzy hollow

I shuffled back inside through the door crack... quiet and slow. My toes were so dusty from the garden stones. Right beside the mat sat a big, fleece-lined slipper... resting under the warm hallway light. I paused... tilting my head. A soft, gray cavern just for me? Carefully, I hooked both paws over the woolly rim and wriggled down into the deep fluff. Ah... so warm against my belly. I rested my chin against the padded edge, breathing out a gentle sigh. The chilly dark stayed outside the glass... but in here, my feet could finally rest.