meaganola
Uh Huh Her
When I first adopted my current kitties, Edgar was SO TINY that he would actually curl up and sleep in Birchboxes. I don't have any pictures of him because he was also SO SICK that I was afraid he wasn't going to make it and that taking photos of him would only jinx things, but he was absolutely adorable. Fortunately, he recovered. As he got bigger, he started just sitting in them. He's still fairly small (I'm pretty sure it's due to his kittenhood illness) and can cram himself in there to sit in an upright position if he really works at it, but I'm usually laughing at him too hard to hold the camera still. If Oscar -- the big blue kitty -- was human, he would totally get Birchbox Man, and he would be even pickier and crankier about it than we are about our Women's boxes. This is what happens when you name a pet after someone whose best-known literary work is about vanity.