DEEJ

box blurb.

I love this box. it is filled with Mother’s scarves and hats and smells like Mother. one day I claimed this box as my own when I saw it on the ground in Mother’s room. it is my vessel. it fits me perfectly. since I am a black cat, I blend right into the black box. all that appears is my eyes (when I am awake that is. I love napping in the box.) I feel like harry potter or something because I am basically in an invisibility cloak. I am camouflaged. sometimes i will spend so much time in the box that Mother will have to pick up the box (with me in it of course) and carry the box to the common area to so that I socialize with the freaks. I just get so carried away in my box that I lose track of time. days blend into weeks blend into months. suddenly the box is part of my LORE!!!!! because it brought me much comfort for many weeks/months????? anyway I have moved onto my cat bed now. I have had it for many years but I ignored it for a while. it doesn’t fit me as well as the box does but i kinda missed it... don’t tell Mother.