John H.
It was a drab and dreary day your package arrived. I proffered it hesitatingly to it's intended recipient, Miss Meow the merciless. I edged away nervously, very conscious of the danger that I had cast myself into through my reckless purchase. What dreadful clawing wrath might now pursue. What insult was I implying by purchasing cat's feet socks.
The shock never came, only a gentle purring followed by some one legged shuffling and some sock pulling and twisting until both feet were transformed in...
