I saw Brandy’s post of Fireball in a box and it inspired me to post this one – Furball snuggling down in hubby’s sports bag last night. (Please excuse the poor picture quality – I didn’t switch on the light so as not to spook the jittery and camera-shy fuzzy.)
It’s quite funny to watch, really. The minute we put down a bag – any bag – old fuzzy will unobtrusively make his way inside. And there he will sit and sit and sit. Once or twice, he hid so silent and still that we had no idea he was inside until we lifted the bag. *grin*
Here's the old fuzzy in a pensive mood. No matter how many times I called him, he just won't look at me.