Anger and the new bed

My paws were completely beat after that backyard ball game, and nobody even had the decency to leave a bedtime biscuit on the rug! I stomped past the sofa in pure protest, shivering until I ran right into a giant, fleece-lined house slipper sitting on the floor. It was warm, fluffy, and basically the size of a canoe. I shoved my head straight into the woolly lining, kicking frantically with both back feet until I wedged myself deep into the toe. After some furious wriggling, I poked my snout out over the furry cuff. It is ridiculously soft, and since nobody tucked me in, I am claiming this entire shoe as my private bedroom!