Scale the Mountain

The chrome summit was neat, but look how much higher this mountain goes! I leaped off the bottle and grabbed the woven fabric hanging over the edge of the sofa cushion. My tiny fingers dug straight into the rough grey threads! One pull, two kicks against the wooden frame, and up I went! The fabric gave a little bounce under my boots as I scrambled over the top edge. Now I am standing right on the high plateau of the cushion, surrounded by giant fluffy pillows! The whole room looks huge from up here!