Post 932: boxed in…an old story

I’d love to toss some of the boxes around the house, but Dougy (in particular) seems to anticipate the ones I have in mind. 

I wanted to toss this laptop box because I haven’t seen Dougy show interest in it in a few weeks. Moreover, when I’ve opened it up to entice him, he’s run away in horror! (Not his idea? Ghosts? Who knows!?)

What's this lurking ion the darkness of the box?!

What’s this lurking in the darkness of the box?!

Could it be...?!

Could it be…?!

“Dougy! What are you doing in the box!?”
Hey, I brought out the DaBird wand toy, and Dougy and I played a favorite pounce game.

Andy made use of the playtime between the two Dougs to fluff his tail and clean his fur. Looking hot,m Andy! Or should I say

Andy made use of the playtime between the two Dougs to fluff his tail and clean his fur.
Looking hot, Andy! Or should I say “Fluffytail”?

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