The Fleece Cavern

My claws dragged across the smooth floorboards as I squeezed back beneath the door flap. Heavy! My legs felt like solid stones after conquering the outside. Right beside the doormat sat a giant, dark cavern—a thick fleece slipper with its fuzzy mouth wide open. A challenge? No. Not tonight. Sss-huff! I didn't kick; I shoved my entire weary frame straight into its warm wool belly! Soft threads swallowed me from snout to tail. Garden dust flaked off against the lining as I curled tight into the dark. Sss... the fortress is claimed, and my eyes are already shutting.