A Cozy Slipper Cave

I slipped back inside through the door gap when the porch got chilly. Right by the rug, there was a giant, fuzzy grey slipper waiting on the floor. It looked just like a warm little cave. I gave the fleece rim a pat, wiggled in headfirst, and snuggled my tummy into the thick lining. My feet are sticking out, but inside here is soft and completely warm. I let out a long sigh. It feels like a snug blanket hugging me all over, so I am not moving an inch until morning.