Beauty and the Box

When I think of something pretty inside of a little blue box, I don't usually invision my dog inside of a storage container...and by usually I mean never.

Over the weekend, my little Pomeranianish doggie decided to move

into a plastic container. Usually she likes to curl up as close to me as she can get, without actually being on the furniture…but not so much anymore.

This is Zoey, as Super Dog, with super boy on their way to outer space.

And this is them after they returned.

This is her later that night after some serious playing had been done.

And then a few minutes later when I decided to move the top.

And then a few more minutes later after she got comfy.

And this is her the next morning. She sleeps on her back with her paws in the air. It’s the funniest thing. I tried to take a picture, but I got too close and woke her up instead.

Since it seemed like she had no plans of sleeping anywhere else, I gave her an old pillow. I thought the plastic looked a bit uncomfortable, although she didn’t seem to be bothered by it. She does appear to love the pillow though.

I just thought it was funny. Ciao for now!