This post will really have no deep meaning, rather it’s to remember the time that Zoey slept in my laundry basket. I had not quite put away all of my clothes before going to bed and being incredibly lazy, I let the laundry basket lay there over night. When I woke up the next morning, I was quite surprised to see Zoey simply sleeping in the basket. Genius.
A few weeks later, Sweet, Sweet and I were sleeping and she had to get up to go to the bathroom. As she was walking she thought she heard something in my closet and low and behold, Zoey snuck into my closet and was getting her sleep-on in my laundry basket in the closet.