A Ring of Quilted Warmth

I trundled inside from the cool dusk, rolling across the warm wooden floorboards toward the footstool. Resting flat near the woven rug was a chunky fleece headband, left coiled in a soft, padded circle. I paused an inch away, tilting gently from side to side to measure the fluffy hollow inside. Leaning my plush belly forward with a patient sway, I nudged straight over the elastic edge. The plush shearling yielded smoothly beneath my weight, snapping gently around my middle like a warm embrace. Tucking my little feet underneath, I rocked once and settled down in my pillowy nest.