This box arrived from Long Island, Land of Good Boxes. It had green spots that smelled funny on the side, so I had to check it out.
Then suddenly, my Sister, who thought she was special just because she was visiting from Pittsburgh, scooped me up. I didn't have time to bite her.
It wasn't very nice inside. No hay at all! Not even any blankets or towels to eat.
Nothing on the other side, either. But I let them get a good view of my backside. Unfortunately, they were not paying attention.
I had to try to get out myself, but there wasn't room for a good jump, and my nails couldn't get a grip to climb out.
So, I told Mom to get me out NOW. And she did.
Believe me, they felt the flick of my back feet. And that sound I heard as I ran away must have been Mom and my Sister crying. They wouldn't have dared to laugh.
Hoppy New Year Everybun, and watch out for those funny-smelling boxes.