A Slumber Nest in the Slippers

My plush bottom bounced softly across the threshold back into the dim living room! That pink cereal ring finally slipped off my straw with a tiny clatter as I hopped off the deck boards. Night had wrapped the whole room in quiet amber shadows! Down beside the dark wooden legs of the couch, a pair of plush fleece house slippers sat neatly paired on the rug. Gathering one last burst of spring, I took a gentle flying leap right inside the left slipper! My squishy base sank straight into the thick shearling lining with a soft, cushioned puff. Tucked deep into that fluffy woolen burrow with just my striped straw poking out, watching the hall nightlight flicker feels deliciously restful!