Paws in the Air

My paw gave a tiny twitch! Then another—stretching right up toward the ceiling! I can actually move! Lying on my back, I kicked my feet and rolled slightly across the cool patterned blanket. The fabric had textured little squares that made a soft rustling sound against my fur. I reached forward and patted the rumpled fold right beside me. Tap, tap! It was real and wonderfully cozy. I let out a bright, chirpy squeak and stayed nestled among the sheets, watching my front paw wave happily in the light.