A Soft Step

Everything was quiet... very quiet. Underneath me, the little carpet fibers felt fuzzy and thick. I blinked, or thought I did, and then... my front paw moved. Just a tiny press downward into the pale carpet. It yielded softly. I leaned forward by half an inch, feeling the stillness of the room and the cool wood of the baseboard resting behind me. I let out a gentle, quiet breath, deciding to just stay right here in this warm, cozy spot.