My Cat is a Pot Pie

So there's this little round basket we use as one of the cats' "toy boxes." It's always full of cat toys of all kinds -- soft, hard, oddly shaped. It isn't a space I'd call "comfortable."

Phoebe, however, has her own idea (surprise, surprise) about comfort and regularly uses it as a cat bed. It's lumpy and small, but she curls herself up inside the basket, on top of the toys, and crashes for hours at a time. This is another example of "I need to stop questioning why cats do what they do." Phoebe agrees.

I think she looks like a pot pie.