Kaesea has always loved what we call a "hidey hole" around our house (a term that takes me back to childhood, brought back to life by my clever husband).
Open a drawer and he'll jump in. Leave a cabinet or closet door open, and in he slips. Years ago, Bill actually removed a door from a wardrobe we had so that Kaesea could have his own regular hidey hole to frequent.
In recent months, his carrier has become his hidey hole. As you can see, he's got a furry blanket + one of his handmade quilts padding the thing. So it's pretty cozy in there.
Love this look -- "Leave me alone. Can't you see I'm in my hidey hole?!" You might get more respect if we were calling it your "man cave," Kaesea.
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