A Bookish Nook

Scurrying back from the chilly night park, I squeezed flat under our front door with one crunchy dry leaf still stuck to my yellow heel! Shhhk! Inside, the room was soft and dim. My heavy legs needed a climb! I leaped onto the bottom shelf of the tall bookcase, hooked my yellow fingers around the dark oak edge, and hoisted straight up into the second row! Right between two massive leather-bound books, there was a snug hollow! I wedged my fuzzy orange body inside, looped my long arms around my knees, and rested my chin flat against the shelf. The smooth paper smelled like old dust and quiet sleep.