A Little Paper Tent

My fuzzy paws scrambled over the glossy edge of an open paperback resting on the side table. Chirp? Right between two curved pages, a pale paperclip stood arched like a little silver gateway. I paused, tilting sideways to peer through its looped tunnel. Gathering my legs, I took a gentle hop and bumped my plush head softly against the top fold. The paper page trembled, bowing down just enough to form a miniature peaked tent right over me! Tucked beneath the creamy printed ceiling, I rested quietly, enjoying the cozy paper shade.