The Warm Waffle Mountain

I found the grandest, puffiest mountain of fresh towels sitting right on the living room armchair! They were still toasty warm from the dryer, oh boyyyy! I scrambled straight up the armrest and did a grand, belly-first flop right into the very center of the softest turquoise waffle blanket. My whole tummy sank down, down, down like warm custard! Every single tiny waffle square gave my cheeks a gentle, squishy hug. I curled my tail tight and just pressed my nose deep into the clean, warm fuzz!