Evening Bunker

Are sofa cushions supposed to make such deep caves when you push between them? I saw that narrow gap between the armrest and the giant velvet pillow, and my tail immediately twitched with worry about where we would sleep tonight! What if the shadows creep over the backrest? I scurried down to the carpet, clamped my jaws around the corner of a clean striped cotton sock, and dragged it up onto the sofa. Shoving with both claws and my snout, I stuffed the sock straight into the crease to create a soft, padded bumper. Now I can curl my tail in and watch the whole darkening room without any draft sneaking behind me.