The Box Awaits

Deb:

I placed a couple of old towels in the box and set it on its side on the floor of the living room.

Freckles was asleep in her room and hadn’t come out yet for her morning romp. What would she do when she hopped down the hall and saw her new plaything? Would she give it a shove with her nose and then ignore it in a dignified huff? Or, would she jump inside and accept it as a new hunkering down space? I couldn’t wait to find out.