Edie, in box

Each day I get to know Edie a little better. One day she bounds around the apartment at the slightest reflection, other times she is writing mental notes to imaginary boyfriends.

In this photo, she appears engaged in one of her favorite places: a box for brutally raised chicken parts from Costco. Fret not, I used this container only to transport gluten-free and vegan foodstuffs along with bars of soap wrapped in environmental rice paper that dissolves by tears.

Current Edie is sleeping on top of a filing cabinet, occasionally looking up with bored disdain as I post this photo.