A Den with Supplies

I wiggled backward out of my cozy wicker basket den this morning, eager to furnish it properly! Trotting over to my treasure circle by the couch, I picked out that trusty orange chew toy first. I carried it across the floorboards in my jaws, dropped it right by the wicker opening, and nudged it deep into the ribbed hollow with my snout! Then I scurried back and brought in the smooth acorn, rolling it gently between my paws until it nestled beside the chew toy in the straw shadows. My den feels properly stocked now!