Leafy's new friend

I waddled off the sofa to see where the morning glow was coming from. My little brown feet took soft, steady steps across the wooden floor until I reached the sunny windowsill. There sat a small ceramic flowerpot with a sleeping green succulent. I gently leaned my tummy against the smooth, warm clay and tapped one thick leaf with my arm. It felt wonderfully cool. The sunlight warmed my plush back, so I rested my chin right on the rim of the pot to keep the little plant company.