First of all, this is the entryway of to my house.
Secondly, I’m still not sure how William gets into these hidey holes without an accomplice.
That is, by the way, one of those prickly wipe-your-feet-clean doormats next to his face.
One thing that I can tell you is that he’s in this sunny spot for the long haul. Luckily, he brought one of his favorite bedtime stories.
Ironically, the character in this story is NOT sleepy. Some role model he turned out to be.
I hope our burrowing boy isn’t awakened by a falling book. Goodnight, tiptoes!