Finding the Chin Rest

My neck was starting to feel quite heavy after all the excitement! I hopped down from the bench and clambered onto the deep cushion of the armchair. A chunky mustard-yellow blanket sat neatly folded in the corner, looking just like a soft staircase. I wedged my hooves firmly into the warm velvet crease, wiggled around to test the bounce, and carefully tilted forward until my chin rested right on the top knitted fold. Ah, what a fit! My nose sank slightly into the soft wool loops, holding my tall head steady without any wobbling at all.