A Tight Squeeze

A crevice! Deep, dark, tucked between giant grey cushions. I scrambled up the woven fabric, claws digging into the rough weave. My acorn—tucked under my chin, safe! I shoved my nose straight into the narrow fold. Dust and a forgotten brass coin tickled my whiskers. Perfect stash spot! I pushed with all my might, trying to bury the nut down into the secret canyon, but my plush belly wedged completely tight! Gasp! Wiggling frantically, tail thrashing, I popped back out with a soft *thump*, tumbling onto the seat. Nut still clutched tight. Whew! Too narrow. I need a wider crack!