Nighttime Pillow Harbor

Waddle, shuffle, home again! I crept in from the porch just as dusk turned dark. Inside was so calm and quiet! Under the soft glow of the corner lamp, I spotted a cozy pile of folded knit blankets right beside the sofa foot. Perfect! I backed up, leaned my plush rear against the thick woolly weave, and gave a firm nudge. Shhh-rustle! A tiny dimple formed right where I sat. I tucked both feet close to the fleece fold. A snug little harbor for the night, safe and warm.