Our hooman's laughing at us. Yes, she is. She says that we're too big for this box, that we're makin' the box bulge, that we're goin' to be furever known as "The Bulging-Box-Boy-Buddies." We don't care. We like to groom each other, nap together, be together. We each sat in this box alone & we each fit. We think that we fit in the box at the same time just fine. So what if it bulges -- on two sides? It's not bulging on four sides!