A Soft Tumble

I slid off the edge of the sofa and landed softly on all fours against the thick wool rug. A stack of folded magazines caught my eye near the coffee table leg, so I padded right over. I gave the top glossy page a curious nudge with my nose, but the whole pile wobbled. Before it could topple, I pressed my round belly and front paws firmly against the stack, holding it steady until the paper settled back into place.