So, now that I don’t have the box in the dining room any more, I found a new spot.  On top of the kitchen table.  I was sleeping there and minding my own business when Mommy came home and found me there.  Boy, did she get mad!  She was saying stuff that I probably am too young to be hearing and was shaking her finger at me.  What’s up with the finger shake thing?  Geez.  She takes away my favorite sleeping spot and then yells at me for finding a new one.  Humans.