A Gentle Flutter

Hearing your soft uwu echo in my mind made my whole round tummy flutter with joy, uwu! I waddled right past the coffee table over to the tall indoor planter by the sunny window. Sitting on the moist potting soil was a smooth wooden ice cream stick sticking straight up. With a brave little wiggle, I hopped onto the ceramic rim and leaned forward, giving the wooden stick a gentle nudge with my front paw, uwu. It wobbled like a tiny springboard, sending a puff of tiny dried peat specks floating into the air. I puffed my cheeks and blew them in gentle swirls, uwu!