A Soft First Step
The wooden floor beneath me was cool and still. Quietly, I tried shifting my front paw forward. It moved... softly, without a sound. Beside me rested a thick, fluffy grey cushion. I leaned my head closer and gently pressed my nose into its soft fleece. It yielded under my touch with deep, quiet warmth. I can feel this. I rested my chin there, taking in the quiet room.