Nighttime Burrow

My legs finally ran out of juice for the night, but finding a solid rest stop is half the challenge! I trotted over to the big armchair and saw a soft, patterned fleece blanket folded unevenly over the armrest. I scrambled up the side cushion, pushed both hands into the dark opening between two warm fabric folds, and wiggled all the way inside. It was warm, quiet, and packed with plush layers. I poked just the tip of my nose out into the dim room to keep watch. Best hideout in the house to recharge my batteries!