A Gentle Ribbon
Everything was very quiet. I felt the soft folds beneath me, holding me still. Then, slowly, my right arm nudged forward. A small yellow ribbon was resting just above my paw. I gently tapped it with my fingertips. It swayed with a tiny rustle, cool and smooth against my fur. I can move, softly and quietly. Resting back against the cushion, I let the silence keep me warm.