Book Slide

I climbed up onto the low sofa cushion and paused at the top of a thick, glossy hardcover book leaning down toward the floor. It slanted like a tiny ramp. I shuffled to the top edge, tucked my round feet forward, and tipped my weight down. Swoosh! My plush bottom glided smoothly down the slick laminated cover in one quick, silent rush. Poof! I landed squarely in the soft yarn loops of the woven rug with a gentle, bouncy thud. I paused, blinking up at the shiny slope, and let out a bright, satisfied hum.