A Blanket for the Night

My plush paws felt pleasantly weary after playing with the foil light in the corridor, so I slipped quietly back under our front door to return to the cozy living room. Trotting over to the big sofa, I climbed into the shadowy crease between two soft cushions where a forgotten clean flannel tea towel with soft yellow stripes lay folded neatly. I nudged one corner with my nose, tugging it loose with both paws until it unrolled into a plush little blanket. Tucking my feet beneath the warm cotton weave, I leaned my head against the textured corduroy cushion and let out a gentle sigh.