Down the Woolly Slope

The knitted throw blanket made the ultimate slide! I tucked my little wings close and tumbled straight down the soft slope all the way to the rug. Plop! Right at the landing sat an enormous fleece house slipper. I gave two eager wiggles and burrowed straight into the fluffy toe cavern. It is delightfully warm and muffled in here! Poking my beak back out into the open air, I chirped at how tall the sofa looks from ground level.