The other day, I posted photos of Andy playing in a tight, flat box. Yeah, I wanted to toss it. No, Andy had other plans! Since I spoil my boys totally, I saved the ugly box.
All clear! No Dougy in sight! (Andy in the flat box the other day….)
Having saved the ugly box, I was delighted that Andy didn’t show any more interest in it.
Then, yesterday, I heard a rustle behind me while I worked on my blog. I turned around and saw this:
Definitely a cat tail! And the cat in the box was playing that game Andy and Dougy play with that wand toy, the game with strange rules I can’t discern.
It seemed like Andy was challenging Dougy to a game of “whatever-the-hell-that-game-is-that-starts-with-a-cat-in-a-box-guarding-the-wand-toy-with-multi-colors-that-has-strange-rules-and-that-ends-in-a-chase”. This was choice! I leaned down to get a better photo of Andy:
When I looked at the photo on my camera, the shaky image still showed me something I didn’t expect.
So I took another photo, hoping to have better clarity.
Trust me! Though I never got a shot that you can see the cat in the box as clearly as I could, it turned out to be Dougy! Yes, the bigger of the two brothers managed to squeeze into a spot his smaller brother Andy barely fit the other day!
This is how the boys get to keep their boxes. I think they use telepathic powers to pick up my intentions to toss a nasty-looking box I haven’t seen they playing on, then one or the other cat plays on it long enough to save it from the trash. I don’t put anything beyond my kitties!
The boys had their game of “what’s-it”, then took a nap. Of course!
Dougy in a more typical pose on his favorite ottoman….
(“I ain’t fat. I’m fluffy.” It’s true! 🙂 )
