A Bedtime Woolen Pocket

I walked back through the front door as the quiet street outside settled into full night, eager to feel the warm hush of home. Clambering up onto the corner of the deep sofa, I discovered a thick knitted woolen scarf draped over the armrest, its long fringed end trailing down. I paused, observing the soft ridges in the lamplight. Reaching out with both plush paws, I gently folded the wide ribbed fabric over itself, pressing down until a neat, pillowy pocket opened up in the middle. Tucking my plush feet inside, I rested against the cozy weave while the room's gentle silence wrapped around me.