Now Max is always telling me about how nice and warm it is to sleep in two legs wardrobe. He said it is very quiet and peaceful and dark and there are plenty of cloth bits that you can curl up in. Max always tells the story of when he got shut in a wardrobe for 10 hours and didn't realise he had been trapped in there until the two legs came and released him and were all apologetic and gave him loads of treats. I wondered if I could pull the same trick but those two legs tend to remember things and I probably wouldn't have got the treats.
Anyway I found my way into two legs wardrobe the other day and was making a very nice bed among the slippers at the bottom of the wardrobe when Max came along.
"Oi you can't bunk down on my patch. Find your own!"
Max is generally very meek and mild bit when he says go then you don't stop to argue - he can be a strict disciplinarian when he wants to be.
"Where can I go then?" I asked expecting a sympathetic response.
"Use you imagination. How do you think I found this place. I roamed about looked around and thought I could use this if I make a few changes"
I knew that was all from Max so I looked around and I saw all these coat hangars with soft trousers hanging on them. I climbed up a velvet jacket and crawled gently in between the hangars. It was perfect. I snuggled down for a nice rest.
"Oi don't you be being restless in your sleep. I don't want you and all those hangars landing on me!"
I assured Max I would be careful and had a wonderful undisturbed sleep.
Thank you for making hangars hang.
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