A cat we used to have, called Marnie, used to love squeezing himself into empty coke six pack boxes, wrestling about on the floor in them and then ripping the shit out of them. I’m not even really sure how he got in there, you’d imagine it wouldn’t be sitting there nice and still waiting for him to slide in although he was a small guy.
He was a stray Daz found in a paddock, sun cancer got him in the end. Bloody Australian sun, it’s not just a killer of people, we lost two cats to sun cancer. They get it on the ears and the nose, ears are easier because they can be cut off but once you see the spots on the nose it’s really just a matter of time. Vets are always saying that if you have white dogs you should be sunscreening them during summer or keeping them inside but can’t imagine many cats would be co operative about it.
Funny little Marnie, another little cat character I’ve had the pleasure of knowing.