Attack of the striped feet mittens!
I have this pair of socks that I got for Christmas last year. They're hideous, really. They are like mittens...but for feet. And they're striped. I ran out of clean socks today so I wore my feet mittens. When I was getting ready to go to sleep, I took them off and tossed them on the floor. A short while after I went to sleep, I realized my cat wasn't in the bed. I opened my eyes to see where she was. She was sitting on the floor a few feet away from the socks. She sat and started at those socks for a good 10 minutes before she got up the courage to inch closer to them. She inched very slowly, reached out her paw and kind of poked one of the socks, and then bolted back to where she had been sitting. By this time I was, of course, cracking up laughing. So I decided to mix things up a little bit. I grabbed a sock and threw it towards the kitten. She hissed, jumped up into the air, and then ran and hid behind my bed. She then apparently decided that I am part of the evil socks' plot. She won't let me pick her up. She won't even let me go near her. I covered the socks up with a pillow and she is staring at it. I'm not sure what's so different about this particular pair of socks. Maybe they just have a dangerous vibe to them.