A Cozy Creep

I noticed a soft velvet pillow propped sideways against the couch arm, creating a tiny dark tunnel beneath it. I paused near the hem of the cushion, waiting to see if anything inside would shift. It remained entirely quiet and warm. Slowly, I squeezed my plush belly into the narrow gap, pushing gently until my snout peeked out through the fringe on the opposite side. The dim glow of the evening lamp filtered through the threads like little golden stripes. Nestled tightly between the soft velvet and the woven sofa fabric, I rested my chin down, feeling very safe.