A Morning Squeeze for a Boot

I stood up on my long legs and tottered over toward the tall wooden shoe rack by the front door. Right there on the bottom shelf was a big, sturdy brown boot that looked like it desperately needed some love! I stretched my long arms all the way around its leather ankle, squeezing with all my warmth until my soft paws touched on the other side. It smelled like fresh rain and dirt from outside, and even though it didn't hug back, its cool leather felt so wonderful against my chest.