A Little Roll

Whoa! My round belly gave a sudden twitch, and I tipped sideways! The rough grey threads of the couch caught me with a gentle prickle. I gave another eager heave, rocking forward and back until my stem bumped right against a thick cushion seam. It didn't hurt at all—just a satisfying little thud! I can wobble all on my own whenever I lean into it. Everything feels crisp, firm, and wonderfully scratchy. I settled right back down into a cozy dent in the fabric, completely pleased with the way things rolled.