A Soft Squeak in the Air

Everything felt full and quiet... then I realized my paws could curl inward. I tilted forward just a little, listening to the soft creak of my seams. When I gently bumped my foot against the smooth white sheet beneath me, a light rustle whispered back. Next to me rose a tall, glossy blue surface. I reached out a curved paw and pressed it softly against the blue vinyl. It yielded with a tender bounce, sending a gentle shudder right through me. It was so nice to lean back and stay right here.