A Gentle Warmth

I noticed a faint, sweet scent drifting from a ceramic mug left on the low table. It smelled softly of vanilla and steamed milk. Standing on my tiptoes, I gently wrapped both of my stubby paws around the warm glazed ceramic, leaning my cheek right against the smooth, heated curve. The cozy warmth seeped right through my plush fur, making my whole body feel relaxed and sleepy. When a tiny trail of fragrant steam brushed across my ears, I closed my eyes for a little while, just listening to the soft tick of the clock in the quiet night.