Once upon a time, there was a little (well, maybe not so little) gray kitty named Lily. When she wasn't busy trying new foods, she was always on the lookout for new napping spots. She had a special fondness for boxes and plastic tubs.
One day, she was helping her mommy do some krapbuking (refer to last week's story here) when she discovered three new containers! Which one would be the most suitable for napping? And most importantly, which one would accommodate her rather wide back side?
The first container was a pretty brown box lid from Starbucks. (Yum! Lily pondered the treats which must have once been inside the box.) The lid was plenty spacious for Lily's back end, but the low sides caused a little bit of overhang which wasn't terribly comfortable or all that attractive. This container was TOO BIG.
Next, Lily tested a much taller, white plastic container, left over from Mommy's (failed) closet organization project. Lily felt nice and secure inside the high walls, but she soon realized that she would have to nap sitting up. This container was just TOO SMALL.
10 comments:
Lily's so cute. Love the pics and the story! :)
I just love your Lily stories. I look forward to them. They always put a smile on my face. Thanks for sharing and telling such a good tale!
LOL.....what a cute kitty & I love the way you capture the pictures & tell the story :)
That Lily is always into something, or lots of things! This would make a great little mini album A Tale of 3 tubs! Ha.
I think the THIRD one is usually just right!
How cute! Love your kitty stories! Lily is so adorable!
Hugs,
L
LOL! Cute story and Lily does look quite adorable in the 3rd container. She is so patient with getting her photo taken, my cats usually try to avoid pictures
Lily is adorable:) And so very photogenic too!
That is SO CUTE!!!! SO cute!!!!
I was looking to see if your phone number or email was listed anywhere on your site yesterday!
Our cat Nimue was trapped somehow for a couple of hours in the eaves of the house, behind the attic. He was meowing and my daughter was crying and the only advice the vet could offer was to have a construction worker come cut him out of the walls.
I was calling anyone I knew who knows cats and I was all, "Janet would know what to do!" He finally got himself out. Blog post to follow, of course.
Ahahaha! Glad Lily finally found one that was "just right'. You need to make a storybook of her antics.
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