Night in the Cushion Box

My paws trotted past the umbrella stand as the patio grew totally dark, so I went hunting for a solid bed! Right against the house wall stood a big dark plastic deck box for storing outdoor cushions. The heavy lid was propped open a tiny sliver with a smooth wooden clothespin. I scurried up the textured resin siding, hooked my paws over the rim, and tumbled right down into the cavern! Soft, plush outdoor pillows made a giant foam mountain inside. I wiggled my way into a warm valley between two striped canvas cushions, patted down the fabric, and let out a tired, happy squeak. Perfectly hidden from the night breeze!