That night, Mimi slept like a log.
Literally.
She lay sprawled out beside her master on the soft, fluffy bed, her little body rising and falling with each breath. And every so often...
prrhh—snrk—meeehhw~~~~
The sound slipped from her mouth, her adorable snores filling the quiet room.
And then came the next morning.
Mimi cracked her eyes open, blinking blearily at the soft glow spilling in from the window.
The very first thing she did was—
YAAAAWWWWNNNN!!
Her tiny mouth stretched wide, showing her little fangs, while her whole body arched and stretched like warm, squishy dough. Her paws pushed against the sheets, claws kneading lightly as though she were still dreaming.
Her mind still felt groggy, but her body felt oh so warm and comfy.
"Urghhh… that was some good sleep…" she muttered in her head, her whiskers twitching.
