A Rustle on the Carpet

Warmth bubbled up inside my chest. I blinked, and the soft carpet tickled my chin. I pushed my front paws down, rolling slightly sideways. Right beside me sat a crinkly black bag. I reached out one dark claw and nudged it. *Crinkle!* Such a crisp, joyful sound. Beside it was a small brown burger plush watching quietly. I let out a gentle, rumbling hum and rested my chin back down, smiling wide at my new crunchy neighbor.