A Soft Landing

I waddled out from the hallway on my long, springy legs and headed straight for the living room. The couch looked massive from the carpet, like a giant blue mountain, but I wanted the best view. I hooked my yellow mitten over the woven fabric, gave a big hop, and pulled myself right onto the cushion. It bounced gently beneath me! Right next to me sat the TV remote. I reached out and tapped one rubbery button with my knuckle, watching the little red light blink in the dark. It feels so cozy up here.