Fluffy

As I stumbled in the dark, I hit something ...
it was big and soft. I couldn't remember where I was or what had happened in the near past. This odd feeling of being lost and yet very safe, was all I had. I touched the big thing once more and I could tell that it was something warm and fluffy, but I couldn't reach high enough to tell how tall it was. It had a pleasant smell too - like summer in the midst of June, a fragrance of earth after refreshing rain mixed with strawberries and lilies. It reminded me of my careless childhood and for some reason made me sad a bit. I couldn't really tell if the thing was a huge carpet or was it some kind of animal. But then again, I smiled foolishly at the thought, there can't be such animal, not so huge and fluffy. I'd know if  there were any since I'm the best zoologist in the country. I sometimes wonder how those silly thoughts still find their way to my adult mind. And just then it made a deafening, rumbling sound and, to my astonishment, moved! I could clearly feel moving where my palm was pressed against its fluffy fur. I froze.