Ten minutes ago, in front of the treehole
An orange cat peeked out from between the branches of the tree ladder, glancing around.
It could smell that the thing emitting the fragrance was right above!
With a forceful push of its front paws and a firm grip of its back paws on the branch, it leaped up.
But it obviously underestimated its own weight, and with a slip of its paw, it flashed right into the cat nest.
Hmm, nobody saw it. The cat succeeded gloriously!
The orange cat licked its paw to ease its embarrassment and remembered its original purpose. In this fur-lined wooden box, it began to rummage around, trying to find the source of the scent.
After turning the box inside out, the orange cat discovered that the source of that fragrance was indeed the box itself.
"Meow..."
Sprawled in the cat nest with its limbs splayed, sniffing, the orange cat felt a tinge of nostalgia.
When its former owner first took it in, the owner built it a little nest just like this.
