Boxes, boxes, and more boxes piled up, a perfect escape route. AND they forgot to close the hatch on the top.

who would pass this up?

sshhhhhh!

Sister's asleep, lucky thing too, anteaters are much too big to be put in boxes, so she's allowed around the house.

I chew stuff up so I got the metal crate. Pulling myself up these slippery and wobbly walls isn't easy, they shake till you drop and my bitty claws can't grip them. But once up, it's easy stride and I'm almost there. the box I'm trying to climb up is wobbling... please don't fall...

Sis turns over in her sleep and twitches.

I start laughing at one thing or another when she rolls over onto a bouncy ball and groans again. too bad for me I started shaking the box.

Down, down, down... MIIIEEEE TOEEEEE. I landed on my foot. I bit a sunflower shell and coughed when a sharp edge stung me.
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a box climbing adventure later I was on the top. I climb -fortunately without incident- out the hatch.

sweet sweet freedom! now to hide somewhere in the house! I give a happy kick at the hatch and jump.

Buh bye Suckahs!

now if only I had seen the curved table leg earlier...
Unknown "HP was here" Lazy - 16 years, 8 months, 15 days ago