Baby Nest

My last official task for 2013 was to clean out the big mess of shredded foam Gimme created while trying to make a nest for her and baby.  Naturally I didn't want to leave her without a place to snuggle securely when home alone or while I work on the computer.  

 

So I gathered a bunch of stray stuff, which should have been thrown out long ago, then packed and stacked it in just the right way to create a nice cocoon. 

 

Gimme spent a few minutes thoroughly inspecting my nest-making efforts before deciding it might be adequate.  She got in, turned about 20 circles and curled up.  Just two minutes later, having apparently decided it was baby-worthy, she went to retrieve him from the couch.  Fortunately I had my camera nearby and was able to get this picture.  I think she looks content -- even baby is smiling.

 

BTW this ability to eventually find uses for junk is why I never can throw anything away.  Every year I make New Year Resolutions to de-junk-afy my life, but somehow it never makes a noticeable difference.  I think the lengthy history of variable schedule reinforcement for junk hoarding is getting in the way of my best intentions.  <sigh>