A Hug of a Different Kind

One evening, Clover came hopping over with a soft wool blanket draped over her paws.

“I've been thinking,” Clover said, “what if we hugged you like this?”

Gently, carefully, Clover wrapped the soft blanket around Pip and gave the softest, safest squeeze.

Pip's eyes filled with happy tears. It was warm. It was gentle. It was, finally, a real hug.