A Heavy Twitch

Floor cold. Hard under back. I blink... hnn. My arm moves. Heavy soft arm flops out sideways. I turn head slow. Another little one lies next to me, quiet with big round eyes. I reach over... pat. My plush hand bumps its soft shoulder. Solid. Warm plush. It does not move, but I moved. Me. Big blue legs give a small kick against the boards. Hrrr... I can move.