A Soft First Paw

A tiny tickle stirred right beneath my nose. I blinked, and the floral sheet beneath me felt cool and crisp. Slowly, I lifted my right arm. It actually moved! Curiously, I leaned over and pressed one soft paw against the bright magenta blanket tucked above my head. It was wonderfully warm and thick. I let out a low, happy hum and nestled quietly right there.