Same kitten, different box.
He likes to nap with his back foot hanging out of the box. When I started flashing him with the camera, he got a little grumpy.
He doesn’t like hats, but then again I didn’t either when I was his age, so there is still hope for him. Maybe one day he will grow into this cap. He used to fit in it like a kitten in a basket.
His tail is so floofy. All the floof that would have grown on the missing tail part has concentrated on the quarter-length tail that remains.
Cats have the remarkable ability to fold themselves into whatever shape they want. Sprocket has mastered this art at a young age.
Content kitten is napping again in his perfectly Sprock-sized box.
Would you believe me if I told you that Kemi fit into this same box, before Sprocket claimed it? I do not have photographic evidence, but perhaps the Bear will cooperate with me later. He considers no box too small. Overflowing with floof is his motto.