A Soft Blink

The quiet room was dimly lit, pinkish and calm. I blinked, surprised to find my eyes could turn. Above my forehead, the fluffy sleep mask rested gently. I shifted my front paws, feeling the cool, soft fabric of the bedsheet underneath. Carefully, I lowered my nose and pressed it against the edge of the smooth white bed rail right in front of me. It felt cool, steady, and very real. Satisfied with this quiet discovery, I settled my weight back down onto the mattress, listening happily to the still night.