A Cozy Nightcap Retreat

After a day commanding the garden midway, even the premier ringmaster needs a quiet backstage lounge! I marched back inside through the door gap, my furry paws a bit dusty from the brick paths. Pushing past the heavy drape, I scaled the side of the living room sofa, nestling right into a deep canyon between two corduroy cushions. Tucked beside me was a soft, folded wool throw blanket. I rolled a corner into a plush bolster, sank back into the plush groove, and let out a long, theatrical sigh. The house lights are finally down, and this star is taking five!