When you’re a cat, everything is a toy and all manner of environments can be a brand new hidey-hole. Today, June burrowed down into the quilt hanging off the corner of my unmade bed and made a little pocket for herself. I thought this was cute enough by itself, but when she nestled in further and I got closer to try to take pictures of her all the way inside the blanket, I noticed she was in there with the little sheep ornament, which is a prize of sorts for her.
It was hard to get a halfway okay picture of her inside the blanket because it was very dark in there. And then cats get bent out of shape after you start bothering them in their special space, so she left a little bit after I took this picture.