The little cat in her favourite box.

It was actually the shoe box of HC's new trainers. We had put it near the door so as to leave it out for the recycling collector the next day, but she was in it in 2 bounces and claimed it for her own. It's placed now facing the entrance so she could peep through the crack under the door at the activity outside our apartment, and she would play, doze or simply sit in it for hours.

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