Where the Wild Things Go

Don't let anyone tell you different.  Cats hybernate.  Even house cats do this.  The long winter months can come to drag on us all; lack of sunshine making our eyes weary; lack of exercise making our limbs slow.  Louis battles the dim fatigue by finding such an out-of-the-way spot that three days go by before we wonder if he's been to the kitchen to eat at all.  This spot is generally very high up or very low down and most definitely out of the flow of daily traffic.

This winter seems to find Louis in the berry basket that since July only spiders have inhabited.  The basket sits idle next to the empty potato sacks.  But to Louis' way of thinking, it is the cozy utopia of this detestable season.