sinks, showers, boxes and bags.

...i have proof

06.16.05

There are certain things about Cricket that I will never understand.

One of them is her need to sleep in odd places.

Turning on the bathroom light, only to wake her up from where she's been curled up in the sink, sleeping? Check.

Pulling back the shower curtain, only to find her sprawled out lazily in the tub, giving me the stink eye for disturbing her slumber? Been there.

Having to move Cricket so that I can wear a pair of shoes? I don't call her "shoesnoozer" for nothing!

Nice, cushy, fluffy sheepskin rug on the floor, and she's holed up in a nearby shoebox or a brown paper shopping bag? Ayup.

Coming out of the bathroom to discover Cricket noisily rustling around in a Binny's bag, trying to find the right place to cash out for the afternoon? You bet.

Don't believe me?

"Hey, lazy. Wake up!"

"I think the shoes would be a better fit."

"Hey, lazy. Wake up!"

"Aren't you adorable, you little bag stealer!"

Take that, you disbelievers.

You should see how incredibly excited she gets when I receive a package.

She doesn't care what's in it. It could be a kilo of catnip, and the only reason she's pacing around and meowing loudly is because I'm taking too long opening it up and giving her the empty box to play in.

She's worse than a one year-old child at Christmas, ignoring the presents for the boxes, bows and wrapping paper.

Although, I have to admit, last holiday season, she did seem to thoroughly enjoy both the boxes and wrapping paper piled around us while we all opened our presents, although I don't believe she had access to any bows, so I don't know how she felt about them.