I press my foot on the carpet and slide my foot backward out of the sock. Repeat with left foot, because the right foot is always first.
Pick up socks, put in laundry bin.
I still use my Popeil Socker but I don’t think they make them anymore.
I have people for that.
There is no way that I’m teaching the Most Recent Feline Addition that he can take my socks off; and I hope he doesn’t figure it out. I have to put them on earlier in the morning than I used to, because otherwise he comes along while I’m on the john and washes my toes.
And washes them, and washes them. Two licks is cute. Many licks with that rough tongue is not!
I remember you saying that before. That is so strange.
Bear the superior Siamese has licked me twice. On the eyelid. It has confounded me.
Otherwise he would never lower himself to sully himself with my hooman germs. Meeko either.
Now Jojo and Hari? Watch out. You gonna get kitty kissed. I don’t think they’ve ever licked my feet tho’.
He’s a cat.
Every cat must do at least one strange thing.
Standing up, step on the toe of one sock with the opposite heel. Pull foot back and out of sock. Reverse and repeat. No need to sit, the only bending required is to pick the worn socks off the floor.