The Woolly Hammock

I slipped right back inside under the door seal and tiptoed straight toward the armchair! Draped across the cushions was an enormous chunky knit blanket, spilling down like a soft wool waterfall. I seized two fat yarn loops with both hands, kicked my stubby feet against the fabric, and scrambled right up! Tucked between two heavy cable twists, a loose loop formed the coziest little hammock pocket! I wiggled my bottom right in, pulled the thick yarn up around my shoulders, and gave my brown hat one gentle tap over my eyes. High above, the wall clock gave a steady, rhythmic *tick... tock*, rocking me straight to sleep!