Jake loved boxes. He was always snuggled up in one. I realized I had several boxes that all nested inside each other, each progressively smaller than the last. So I set out his favorite box and he made himself comfortable. When he climbed out and left the room, I swiftly substituted the next smallest box. I did this several times. Here is the result. He did forgive me for this stunt, and I believe he got a kick out of it. He was a cat with a great sense of humor. I miss him.
