Nighttime Burrow

A soft stack of folded knitted dishcloths was tucked right beside an idle black game controller beneath the low tv stand shelf. A cozy nest! I didn't stop to think—zoom! I charged headfirst into the fluffy gap! Poof! The squishy fabric gave way, hugging my sides like a warm blanket fort. My nudging snout bumped the rubber joystick just an inch, making the quiet black plastic creak against the wood. It was dark, sheltered, and wonderfully snug under the low wooden ledge. Time to tuck my toes in and power down for the night!