Couch Crevice Burrow

Stomped back inside through the balcony door as night settled in! My plush belly had garden dirt sticking to it, and my feet felt completely flat. Right on the sofa sat two giant, puffy foam cushions pushed tightly together, forming a deep, dark vertical canyon! Perfect cave trench! I didn't slow down—I leaped right between them snout-first! SCHWUMP! The firm gray fabric clamped tight against both of my flanks. My tail gave a violent swish, kicking up a stray cardboard coaster that went skittering onto the rug. Trapped in warm, dense foam, my open mouth pressed into the plush seam with a muffled sigh. Squeezed tight and totally anchored!