A Soft Stretch

The quiet here is very comforting. When a gentle warmth settled over my back, I noticed a tiny shift inside my seams. Slow and careful, I flexed my front paw, pressing my embroidered pad softly into the pale plush blanket beneath me. It yielded with a deep, pillowy dip. Leaning forward just a fraction, I nudged my nose against the smooth edge of the pink cushion above. Everything stayed peaceful, still, and calm, just as I like it.