Saturday, April 20, 2013

Mom got a new loom

She did get it just so I could have a new box! Well done, Mom!
Let me demonstrate how this rather flat box can be used. (It does remind a bit of a pizza box, doesn't it? I'm never allowed to take a nap in a pizza box, though.)

The Ultimate Beadloom. Who cares. It should say The Ultimate Beadloom BOX!
Are you ready? Watch.

A very classic position. As you can tell, the box holds almost all of my length, and believe me, I was not the runt of the litter.

Relaxed on my side. I call this my orgy position even if I don't have one of those old Roman couches. I also don't eat nightingale tongues.

It doesn't make a half bad bed, either. I've been told I passed out from one second to the next and didn't wake up until half an hour later ...

P.S. I know I didn't show the sitting up position. Well, do forgive me for being a bit lazy every, now and then. You know what a hard worker I usually am!

P.P.S. You can even use this box to puke on. I'm not going to show a picture of that one, though. Mom was not happy that I hit the carpet first and she was doing a lot of grumbling while cleaning up instead of pitying me for stuffing my face too much after she refused to get up at 3, 4, 5 and 6 am to feed us. I was hungry, geez ... and when I'm hungry, I tend to overdo it sometimes.

P.P.P.S. Of course the others are also allowed to use it after it has been cleaned up. Mom tried to get a picture of Esme and her yellow ball in the box, but she was too slow. Maybe she should have gotten her pick-her-up morning chai earlier!


  1. That is a very nice box, Ponder!

    I'd love a box, but whenever we get one that is big enough, Mom won't let me keep it cuz she says it takes up too much room.

    Your friend, Elle. (the black lab)

    1. Put her to shame by asking her how much room she lets HER stuff take up!