Basket Hammock

The bottom wire basket on the rolling kitchen cart looked just like a suspended hammock! I scampered up the wooden cart wheel, hoisted myself over the slatted frame, and hopped right into the wire tray. Resting inside was a neatly rolled waffle-weave dish towel. I dug my paws into the soft honeycombed folds, wriggling and nudging with my snout until the rolled cloth unfurled into a plush, cushioned bowl. After stamping the corners flat with four solid thumps, I burrowed deep into the warm cotton ridges. With my quills resting against the soft fabric, I closed my heavy eyes, ready for dreamland.