A Soft Fold

My paws sank lightly into the warm ridges beneath me. At first, there was only the quiet hum of the room, until my nose twitched against the plush fluff of the white blanket. I gave a tiny nudge forward. The fabric gathered under my chest into a small, pillowy fold. I pressed both front paws down, feeling the soft fibers give way and push gently back. Everything felt hush and still, and nestled into this little hollow, I rested my chin right against the warm fold. my buddy requested me to make it lolipop I like lolipop