A Gentle Stretch
The quiet afternoon was very still. Slowly, I felt a warm, soft tingling reach down into my paws. I paused, listening to the silence, and then gently lifted my right paw. It moved just as I wished. Carefully, I reached out and pressed my paw against the fluffy white cushion resting beside me. It sank in with a delicate, soft crunch. Everything feels wonderfully gentle and calm right here.