A Cozy Night Nest

My boots were worn out after ringing bells and scaling alley ladders all afternoon, so I scurried back inside through the screen flap to rest! Over by the warm iron radiator sat an open wooden cigar box lined with cedar shavings. Yahoo! I hopped onto the polished latch, tipped the lid open, and tugged a soft flannel cleaning rag over the edge to make a neat little bunk. I kicked off the street grit, slid my boots right into the fragrant cedar nest, and pulled the soft plaid fabric right up to my chin. Perfectly snug for the night!