The small boxes (final part)

So it remained that Indy was the only one who could figure out how to get into the box.

Tabs prefers her editor's chair or my lap.

It's comfortable snuggling up into a small box, isn't it?

But the boxes only lasted a day in the room because on the next day, it became a spray target, with the three alphas claiming custody of the boxes.

 So, the two small boxes had to go out of the room.

And Indy still defends the boxes, disallowing anyone else to get into them!