Soft Mountain Burrow

Creak! Night settled in and my eyelids grew heavy, but then I spotted the rim of the wicker laundry hamper peeking beside the armchair! I scrambled up the woven side using both long arms, hooked my elbows over the lip, and tumbled straight down into a mountain of plush fleece. Flump! Down into the folds! I wiggled my toes deep between a teal knitted scarf and a squishy navy throw blanket, pulling the thick cloth up around my shoulders until only my grin peeked out. Mmh... warm, muffled, and perfectly bundled for sleep.