A Cozy Fold

Slipping back inside under the door flap after a long day in the courtyard felt wonderful! My fuzzy limbs were thoroughly ready for some quiet. I trotted over to the sofa, clambered up the fabric weave, and found a soft, knitted wool blanket heaped into deep ridged folds. Perfect valley! I slid straight into a warm, snug furrow. Instead of staying stiff, I bent my wire knees up to my chest, curled my torso into a tiny rounded arch, and tucked my hands close to my chin. The soft wool fibers cushioned every bend. Completely still, perfectly cradled, and sinking into the softest rest.