Slipper Burrow

Evening shadows stretched across the bedroom floorboards! Under the bedside table sat a giant fuzzy fleece slipper, mouth open like a warm dark cavern. No waiting! I threw my whole head straight inside. My snout hit the plush toe cushion with a soft, muffled THUMP! The warm shearling lining squeezed tight around my jaw and belly. It was totally pitch black in there, warm and quiet! I gave a massive rear kick, skidded the slipper two inches against the floor, and let out a deep satisfied grumble right into the woolly toe.