My Safe Spot

This is my safe spot. When I get scared or worried, I curl up here and try to blend in with the comforter. It doesn't usually work--the lady finds me and makes me do stuff. You know, like, go outside when it's raining--YUCK! I hate that! But she pitches a fit if I don't do it. As soon as I do what she wants, though, I run back to my safe spot.

See how much better my eyes are now days?