The Fluffy Mountain

Cold night wind kicked up outside, so I shoved right back through the screen flap! Inside! Warm floor! In the corner sat a tall laundry basket heaped high with clean clothes. A mountain! I reached both long arms over the plastic rim—heave! Scramble! *Flump!* I tumbled right into the middle. Down, down, down I sank! Soft folded towels squished beneath my belly. Warm cloth wrapped right around my shoulders! I folded my long legs in tight and buried my chin under a fuzzy blanket. Only my eyes peeked over the edge. Everything was warm and quiet. My limbs finally went limp. Ahhh!