Charlotte's Box

 by Charlotte (resident cat & Otis's sister)

I have always liked sitting in boxes.

I think better inside the box—so if it fits, I sits. I have a whole collection of boxes. A lot of them came from a place called Amazon. 

 Having a lot of boxes gives me a choice of where I can sit.

Sometimes I sits loose and sometimes I sits tight.

Sometimes I sits in two or more boxes.

It was getting too hard to keep up with all my boxes, so I decided to downsize. I got a real little box, but all I could do was put my two front paws in. I couldn't sit. I thought and thought about what I could do, and that's when I bit out one end of the box. That solved the problem.

I could tell Otis was envious that I had a little box. But if I looked at him, he turned his head and pretended he didn't care.

Finally he left and I could sit in my box in peace.

There is not a lot to do in a little box. I can only sit one way.

But I'm not going to tell Otis that downsizing has a downside.

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