A Gentle Puff of Warmth

I waddled back inside from the garden as evening settled, my paws feeling cool against the floorboards. Over by the baseboard, a warm whisper of air caught my whiskers. I paused on my haunches to watch a single dry fallen leaf fluttering above the metal slatted vent. It danced without flying away. Leaning forward gently, I set the tip of my brown plush straw right onto the smooth brass slats. A cozy, toasty breeze rushed up around my chin, smelling of heated dust and clean air. I tucked my feet under my belly and let the rising warmth fluff up my soft tummy. #Golly