A Soft Landing Home

My paws were thoroughly tired from exploring downstairs, so I took the elevator back up and padded down the quiet corridor toward our apartment. Right outside our front door, the heavy woven coir welcome mat was waiting. I gave my Poké Ball heart a firm, weary squeeze and tumbled right onto the bristly fibers with a soft flop! Resting my chin against the rough, scratchy texture, I listened to the faint hum of the hallway lights above. It felt wonderfully calming to just lie still, knowing our warm apartment was only an inch away.