My kitty Ein loves to bury herself in things. She's a big cuddler, and a super big hider. She's also a super bitch. I blame myself. During her impressionable years, (in my college days when I got her as a kitten), she was an only child. I think she got lonely. We have a second kitty now. But I think the damage is already done.
Back to the burrowing. A few nights ago, Lou and I came home to find Ein having burrowed herself in my new comforter on the couch. The funniest part...we're pretty sure we didn't leave the blanket in this nice spiral shape. There's so many unanswered questions. How did she roll the blanket up herself? Did she crawl in backwards? Was she hiding from the other cat? What possessed her to try this out? Did she think it through if we didn't see her and accidentally sat on the blanket???
She got bored during the photoshoot, and decided to fall back asleep.