A Soft Start

A quiet warmth stirred inside me. I paused, planting my paws firmly into the deep fuzz beneath me. The grey mat yielded with a gentle sink. Slowly, without rushing, I leaned my head forward and nudged my nose into the soft fleece. A faint, low snuffle slipped out. The wooden floor gleamed just beyond the rim, but here was deep and steady. I pressed down, feeling the plush fibers push back, and rested.