It's Boxing Day. Here's my cat in a box.
The day after Christmas finds the house cats resting in any open box they can find. Here Luke fancies a box from The Gap which yesterday held an extra-large sweater, but the XL box is a tight squeeze for this porky feline. In time the baby comes over and Luke knows his role and assumes the position -- he is amazingly tolerant of the whack-a-mole treatment that our daughter dishes out, but she is learning to be more gentle.
