So what if it has a tear in the side? It still works....
Those of you who know me, know that I have a love of boxes (don’t all cats?????). Anyway, yesterday Mom was cleaning out the closet in her studio (oh boy oh boy THAT’s always fun). She had stored a bunch of boxes from last Christmas on the top shelf and it was time to inventory them I guess. So in the pile on the floor I found this one lonely (sniff) boxtop…..just lying there looking forelorn….I hopped in and promptly took a nap while Mom continued her clear-out. So of course I looked so adorable sleeping in my boxtop that she left me there and left her studio to go fix dinner. Well, I stayed there until I heard the top popping off MY can of catfood downstairs.
Mom now has my new (although slightly damaged with a minor tear) boxtop available for me in her studio – in an out of the way corner – under a chair so it’s nice and “cave-like”…… I now have a box for napping in the basement, the family room, the guest room, Dad’s den, AND (drum roll please) Mom’s studio!!!! The mind boggles at all the nap locations I’ve managed to wangle thanks to my always being on the alert for a stray box. Some of my boxes are nice sturdy things – some are somewhat flimsy (like this new boxtop of mine)……but the best one is the one in the basement. It’s the box that our new fake Christmas tree came in when Mom and Dad got it last year. It’s long and skinny and Dad cut a bunch of holes in it for me to poke my head or paw out of.
It’s good to be one spoiled cat (in a box).
Happy Thursday Peeps………
There’s just something TOO TEMPTING about laundry day and that laundry basket of Mom’s. Once that basket comes out of the closet and goes onto the bed while Mom gathers all the laundry up, well, that’s my cue to hop in and wait for her to find me there. I know that soon she’ll be picking up the basket to take downstairs to the laundry room – with me inside under or on top of the laundry……it’s a game we play! But I’ve ALWAYS liked to take a ride…….a laundry basket or a box – doesn’t matter what – I’m UP for it!!
When the laundry is done, Mom puts all that nice warm stuff back in the basket and I follow her upstairs – she puts the basket on the bed while she unloads and I’m right there! As soon as it’s empty I know we can play the BEST part of the laundry basket game. She loops a long ribbon through the laundry basket handle and then she will do what she knows I LOVE which is pull me around upstairs on the carpet in the basket!! WHEEEEEEE!!!!
Almost as good as that is an empty box. I first discovered how cool a box is as a “racecar” on my first Christmas here. For fun, Dad put a ribbon from a present through a hole in a box and I hopped in and he pulled me ALLLLLL over the house. That was enough for me – I’m now 11 years old and STILL love to pretend I’m a race car driver in an empty box or laundry basket. Mom has tried to get a picture of me in my “race cars” but I’m too smart for her – I always hop out just as she’s getting ready to snap me. Too embarrassing I guess. When I grow up (IF I ever do) I wanna be a race car driver just like Mario Andretti. VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Hey! Get these presents out of this box so I can have it for a race car!!
Happy Thursday Everybody!
Sammy, One Spoiled Racecar Driver (I mean…CAT!!)