A Soft Squeeze

I felt a sudden, gentle warmth flutter inside my chest. Slowly, my paws curved inward, pressing against the plump plush heart resting in my lap. It squeaked softly against my fur! I leaned forward, testing my balance, and patted the woven grey cushion beneath my feet. The fabric felt textured, sturdy, and wonderfully cozy. I settled back into the gentle fold of the sofa, holding my heart close and taking in the quiet room with a bright, happy shiver.