I have a pair of pink massage slippers that I’ve never actually worn or tried out. During the many frantic “GAH! I can’t find anything to wear!” tossing of shoes and clothing that happens while you’re trying to find an outfit to go with your mood caused one slipper to land under my bed and the sibling to dwell in the back of the closet.
The other day I noticed one of the slippers sitting outside of my bedroom door. Although I found it a little odd, I figured it was just Stan Lee doing his cat thing. Perhaps the texture intrigued him. Maybe he wanted to see how he looked. Who knows. I placed the slipper back in the closet and then saw him trot right back out with it. He wasn’t gnawing on it, scratching or even playing with it. He merely placed it outside of the door.
I was on my way to the store so I figured I’d leave the slipper there and take care of it later. When I came home, I noticed the other slipper was sitting right next to it.
I have a couple of new theories:
Stan thinks I look stressed, so he’s wanting me to *use* the slippers so that I can relax and unwind. <-This theory has me feeling all warm and fuzzy as the cat truly cares about me. Awww.
Stan has taken over my room completely and has decided that the slippers are hideous and must go. <- This theory has me a little nervous because it means he’s taken over my room and thinks that I have horrible taste which means he’s judging me.
Current Mood:
awake
