A Blanket of Felt

I waddled back inside from the patio just as the room turned dim! Right by the coffee table, an old wool felt laptop sleeve was resting flat on the rug like a neat grey cave. Naturally, I lunged straight forward to wiggle inside! Scritch-flump! The sleeve was a tiny bit too tight for my round belly, so it popped right over my head like an oversized helmet! Hehehe! I blindly nudged forward until my chin found a soft woven coaster underneath. It smells like warm, pressed wool in here, and my eyes are feeling so heavy!