A Snug Velvet Nook

Night shadows crept deep under the shed's bottom wooden step... shhh! Right in the cool dirt hollow lay an abandoned blue velvet jewelry pouch, dusted with dry moss. Heehee! An invitation! I reached out both long furry limbs, pinching the frayed drawstring with my dark fabric mittens. Tug... puff! It widened like a tiny velvet cave. I wriggled my long plush legs straight inside, pulling the soft, crumpled pouch all the way up to my satin neck bow like a warm nightshirt. My back pressed against the cool damp stone footing, grinning wide into the safe, quiet dark.