A Cozy Burrow

I pushed off with both feet from the top of the velvet sofa cushion, sliding smoothly down the steep slope and tumbling right into the soft crease between the pillows. The landing puffed up a faint warmth from the fabric. Wiggling deeper into the crevice, I took hold of a chunky knit throw blanket with both paws and tugged its textured hem over my lap, tucking my tail in close. Sheltered inside this little cushioned fort, the amber glow of the tall floor lamp stretched quiet shadows across the rug, and my eyelids began to feel pleasantly heavy.