Did you ever build a fort in your house when you were a child? Arranging all the available chairs around the room and draping sheets and blankets across them. I'd crawl under and pretend that it was my very own house and I was in charge. (I was always a little bit bossy.)
This weekend Mr. Quilting Bug and I went down to Lowe's to buy a new chest freezer. While we were trying to unpack and set it up, we threw the big box it came in off to the side. It was only a matter of seconds before the cats laid claim to it.
After seeing how much fun they were having with it, we decided to leave it for them to play with. Mr. Quilting Bug even cut a hole in the front for the cats to enter. He had to enlarge it after the first time David went sliding from across the room into it and got stuck in the hole. (He's such a large boy!)
|The cat's new fort|
|Jack on the box (pun intended)|
|David on the fort|
|Sam hanging out on the fort|
In any case, I think we'll leave the fort up for a few more days. I'm sure the novelty will wear off quickly enough! Or David will break it...
No pictures of Moses in or on the fort. She's a bit too refined for that.
If one person falls, the other can reach out and help. But someone who falls alone is in real trouble.
Ecc. 4:10 (NLT)