Chasing the Bright Patch

Crawled out from my cozy cardboard bunker on belly and elbows—poof! The morning room felt vast. Right in the middle of the floor sat a shimmering, golden puddle of sunshine on the braided rug. Quick crawl, tumble, slide! I pounced straight into it with both front paws. Wow! The woven threads under my pads felt toasty and warm, like a fresh heated blanket. I rolled onto my back, squirmed around in little circles, and let the warmth soak right into my fur. A morning sun-nest!