The Pom-Pom Nest

A chunky cable-knit beanie was slumped right on the corner of the wooden bench! It looked just like a mini mountain waiting to be conquered. I gripped the giant fluffy pom-pom on top with both paws and gave it an energetic tug! Whoosh—the ribbed brim rolled backward on itself, folding into a plump, cozy woolen donut! I didn't wait a single second. I scrambled over the thick yarn ridges and plopped straight into the hollow middle. The soft wool sank beneath me like a personal cloud, and my floppy ears fit right over the rolled rim. Evening base camp is officially open!