A Cozy Night Haven

The floor grew cool once the sun dipped away, so I pattered toward the tall standing lamp by the armchair. Its heavy iron base was wonderfully warm! Right against the curved metal, a folded woolen sock formed a soft, cave-like hollow. I wedged my prized brass button into the fold to keep it safe, then squeezed in right behind it. With my leaf gently brushing the iron edge and my toes tucked into warm wool, I let out a satisfied chirp. Bedtime feels safe here.