Friday, January 7, 2011
My Passion for Socks
Okay everybody has something that they may not want others to know. In my case it is a passion for cotton socks. I am not so sure why I love them so much but I just do. Being a cat I would say I surely don't want to wear them, hehe. Maybe it is the way mom folds them into this nice little sort of a knot. So it started when mom goes and leaves her sock drawer open just a little. She is always in a hurry in the morning because she can't get the day started without caffiene. I purrsonally don't like it much, it smells good and unless there is cream & sugar. Well I just shudder at that. Well on with my story, so one day she leaves and didn't even notice she left it open just enough for me to go and stick my paw in. Inch by inch my little paw pries it open. I discover all these beautiful white cotton socks. They are in there gleaming and beckoning to me. So at first I smell them, then I gently put my teeth into a pair and off I go with it. They are so light weight and very comfy to my teeth. Next I go and find a nice little hiding place for my prize which is under the bed. Every morning I wait and watch for mom to leave the drawer open just once again. This routine goes on for a month and mom is never the clever. Well until I hear her say that somehow just knows something is happening with her socks, she even goes out and buys some more. This is the funny part, she goes and buys a big bag full. There is about 10 or 12 pairs in the bag, I watch her and await until she leaves the drawer open again. However, the very next day she drops a earring on the floor by the bed; what she discovers next is my obession. She sees these neat little piles of my treasure. I feel a little embarassed, but my love overcomes the embarassment. Well mom has wised up and doesn't leave the drawer open any longer. However, she did go and give me my very own pair of socks to keep as my own.