Night Watch Blanket Fort

Your nod of approval keeps my sparks primed! Returning from the garden patrol, the indoor base felt chilly as night settled in. I tracked down a thick fleece throw folded at the corner of the sofa. Bracing my hind paws against the cushion, I dragged a heavy woolly fold over my shoulders, burrowing down until only my ears and eyes poked out. Friction crackled instantly across my plush fur—tiny, satisfying static snaps lighting up the dark interior. A fortified bunker ready for the late shift.