Carson detested the taste of cardboard. Actually it was the glue that was offensive. The combination of chemical based glue and wood pulp played havoc with his digestive system and the stuff was absolutely impossible to get out from between his teeth.
But there was no help for it, with Bonkers the cat on the prowl Carson was going to have to chew his way into the box. With a little luck one of the Family would have left one of the special bottles inside of the box. Carson had no idea what the letters T.U.M.S. meant, but the treats inside of those bottles made Carson's insides feel wonderful.
A pile of brown fluff quickly accumulated on the floor. Carson spat out as much of the cardboard as he could. With the noise of his chewing filling his ears, Carson couldn't tell what Bonkers was doing.
As soon as he had a hole bigger than his nose, Carson forced his head through the opening... And squeaked when he saw two almond shaped eyes staring back at him.
.... Thanks to Matt for suggesting the direction of this installment.
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