The final straw...moss...straw

Alexander is a clever little fellow and regardless of the sophisticated barricades we install around our fake tree, he always manages to get to it and wreak havoc on the moss filler. And, let me tell you, I am soooooo tired of cleaning moss off the floor. Thought I'd post my solution. Didn't know I was so crafty, did ya?I should write a book: 101 Uses for a Diet Coke Box. Hey, at least I put the printed side down. I haven't completely lost my mind...yet.