Cleo Counts Cozy C’s — Under the cool evening clouds, Cleo tapped her paw on a raspberry yarn ball and began her private challenge: count ten cozy C’s before the first star blinked twice. Read the full story →
Under the cool evening clouds, Cleo tapped her paw on a raspberry yarn ball and began her private challenge: count ten cozy C’s before the first star blinked twice. “One curl, two curls,” she whispered, nose twitching at the woolly smell. She counted the moon-shaped cloud, the curve of her tail, the cup of the hill, and even the crooked little chimney on the far house. The grass made a shhh-shhh sound, so Cleo waited between each count, very still and very pleased with herself.
Then the yarn gave a sneaky wiggle. It had not rolled away; it had been slowly drawing its own curly C in the grass the whole time. Cleo opened one eye, snorted a tiny purr-laugh, and added it as number ten. Patient paws got the best surprise. If you peek at the yarn trail, can you spot the curve Cleo waited for under the cool evening clouds?