A Den in the Laundry Fold

I waddled over to the big wicker basket right by the sofa and found a mountain of fresh, warm towels waiting there. It felt just like finding a cozy nest built for all of us. Using my front paws, I nudged the fluffiest edge aside and burrowed myself halfway in, making a little cave where the air still smelled like clean sun and cotton. Right at the bottom of the fold, I spotted a lost wooden bead tucked in the seam. I gently tapped it with my nose, watching it roll into the shadows of my new soft fortress.