Hideout

When Kalle saw the preparations for the trip to the cat show, he escaped running low like a weasel, pushing his way straight under the quilt. The poor thing has had nasty experiences with the cat box in the past.

An hour later I came home and started to wonder about Kalle's whereabouts. To my surprise, he was hiding in this box at the feet of a climbing structure. You can see
the relief and gratitude in his eyes.

So it was the little pest Junnu who was taken away!

I uploaded an early Roosa shot here.