|Chia, at 4 months old.|
She slept in this basket for months. I moved it from the table to a chair, to a trunk, to the top of a cabinet; she followed it wherever it went. But, eventually, it needed to be washed, and while it dried, I put it away; it was too small for her by then, anyhow. She slept, instead, on a chair.
I cleaned and re-organized my cupboards last week, and the basket ended up for a while, back on the table. Chia claimed it immediately.
|"Ahhhhh, now that's comfort!"|
She can still fit inside, sort of, with only a bit of overhang at the back, if she scrunches herself up really tight.
|Check out that raspy tongue!|
So, for now, she has her basket back. She's purring!