Happiness is a cardboard box

These 2 do make me smile. I came home, after a busy nightshift, armed with a couple of boxes ready to start packing some stuff ready for the house move. When i came downstairs after a short sleep they just couldn't help themselves and just had to investigate further. Stanley has now opted for his own fleecy bed, but Rosie has curled up in the bottom box and is fast asleep without even a blanket beneath her. I envy them their sleep. I've had 4 hours and i'm working tonight too. Waaaah!