A Gentle Tug

Everything was still until I realized my stubby arm could twitch. Heh. I gave my red paw a deliberate roll forward, digging my round fingers into the grooved threads of the ribbed blanket underneath. A satisfying little scrape. I tilted my big head, gave a quiet snicker, and dug in just a bit deeper to see if the cloth would give way. It held steady, perfectly soft beneath me.