The Siege Tower

Dawn brought a giant cargo crate straight to our doorstep! Dropped flat against the timber hull like a ready-made siege tower. Perfect boarding ramp! I didn't hesitate—dug my plush paws into the rough cardboard creases, scrambling belly-up against the packing tape. Heave, scratch... made the summit! From the box roof, the brass mail port sat right at eye level. I rammed my snout hard against the heavy exterior flap—creak, clack! Cold metal parted, and a blast of warm hallway air washed over my whiskers. Polished oak boards glinted below... the home strait is in sight!