Sock Roo

So there I was. All alone in my brothers home looking for a key 🔑 to a vehicle that “someone” had locked themselves out of. Tim( my brother) is on the phone with me talking me through where to rummage and where not to rummage 😳 to find said key. After deactivating alarms and unlocking doors I take two steps inside and immediately my feet are under attack. I’m being invaded from something low on the ground. My ankles didn’t have a chance. I’d never seen a cat try to climb inside your socks before. While you were wearing them. And walking. However this feline has almost perfected it, making it at least halfway into a sock, twice. Unbeknownst to this sock traveling guard cat, my brother guides me to the correct drawer where while searching for the key this feline interrogates and mildly accosts me. The cat circles my head, going from shoulder to shoulder, always keeping an eye on where my socks are. Right before I find the key I feel a nose in my ear and swear I hear it whisper, “Where’s my food 🧐 Mr. rummage through the drawers? Feed me and no one will know you were here!” Which is right around the time I took these photos. -see my startled, interrogated and mildly accosted face below- I find the key and begin leaving and As a last resort this sock kangaroo attempts to make a Hanes getaway. I’m told not to let this “affectionate” cat outside so after a few tries I make it outside. Alone again. Part of me misses that cat but mostly I feel like going to buy some new socks.