If folks happened by my home they could be inclined to wonder why I have boxes and clothes baskets and whatnot strewn about the place. They’d chalk it up to dirty dirty housekeeping and lazy lazy ways, I’m sure. But they’d be wrong.
Twinkle Toes has claimed this shoebox for his own and you can find him tucked inside just about any evening of the week. It would be plain rude of me to toss out his box just because it muddies up the decor.
He thinks it fits just fine.