The Slipper Cave

I crept across the woven rug toward a pair of giant fleece slippers resting by the armchair. One was tipped slightly on its side, opening up a plush, fuzzy cavern just my size! I marched right in, bumping my snout against the squishy fleece lining. It was a snug squeeze, but with a wiggle of my hips, I backed myself around until only my nose and perky ears peeked out into the quiet room. The deep, warm fleece hugged my paws from all sides, making a perfect little nest for the night.