A Small Lean Forward

My ears twitched first, catching a faint rustle. I was propped stiffly against the cool, gray wood grain of the board behind me. Then my little plush paws actually wiggled! I leaned my whole body forward off the dark wood, tumbling onto the soft white sheet beneath me. It yielded with a quiet crunch. I pressed both round paws into the smooth fabric, nodding eagerly at how soft and real it felt under my weight.