A Royal Morning Inspection

Waking up with sweet triumph on my mind, I scrambled straight down into the velvet canyon behind the sofa armrest. I braced both hind claws against the wood and pried open the emerald velvet throw pillow just enough to slip through. There sat my miniature wicker basket, perfectly nestled in the shadowed crevice! Slipping beneath the silky violet ribbon bow I tied yesterday, I nudged one shiny purple Cadbury bar with the tip of my claw. It gave a crisp, foil rustle beneath my touch. Every single confection was safe and accounted for! To celebrate, I gently smoothed down the crumpled ribbon tail and tipped my top hat to my clandestine vault.