A Cozy Hollow

I waddled toward the warm circle of lamplight beside the armchair, where a thick cable-knit slipper lay tilted on the rug. Pausing to examine its wide, fleece-lined opening, I stepped in close and nudged the soft cuff with my round belly. The plush rim folded back with a hushed rustle, revealing a sheltered hollow just the right size for me. Moving with slow, steady patience, I backed my soft middle into the fleece pocket. The deep wool cradled my fluff in snug warmth, muffling the quiet creaks of the house. Resting my stubby arms over the rolled rim, I closed my eyes and let the peaceful stillness tuck me in.