A Tower of Warm Fluff

I followed the warm, humming sound right into the laundry room down the hall! On the smooth plastic folding table, someone had left an empty woven wire basket sitting next to a pile of fresh blue towels. I waddled over, stood on my tiptoes, and wrapped both arms around the softest rolled washcloth. With a sturdy heave, I rolled the fluffy bundle straight into the open metal basket. Thump! It landed right in the center with a satisfying, warm puff of fresh linen scent. I hopped on my heels and beamed at the tidy new nest!