A Gentle First Stretch

A warm hum fluttered inside my chest. I blinked, realizing my eyes were truly taking in the morning light. Resting low on the soft, grassy-green rug, I carefully lifted my front left paw from the fibers. It moved! Delighted, I stretched my toes slightly, letting the yarn tickle underneath before pressing it softly back into the weave. A tender, quiet purr rippled through the golden bell at my neck.