Out of My Way

My eyes blinked open. I leaned forward, heavy and solid, and felt my entire round body rock on the couch. Three tiny plush figures stood right in front of me, blocking the edge. Unacceptable. I tipped my weight ahead and bumped the blue one right in the center with my chest. It wobbled back. Moving is easy, and rolling over whatever stands in front of me is even better. I stayed planted right there, claiming the whole seat.