I’m sitting under the coffee table.By rights I should be given some
cafe au lait in a traditional French style wide cup with a silver brim
plus a matching saucer.
I am shocked that Stan has never asked me to partake
.I need a coffee break..it’s hard work spying all day!
And gamblimg all night
I heard Anne talking on her mobile while Stan
was looking for the graph paper.
She must be talking to another woman….
she said she’s just bought some
Revlon light reflectinhg primer lotion
to put under her  sun beige mousse foundation.
Ye Gods,it sounds as if she’s painting the wall.
She was moaning she can’t afford Lancome  de Berlin
et Paris any more.Mousse foundation..that sounds tasty!
She wants some heather coloured lipstick
but she couldn’t find any.
She’s put a new one on anyway
and Stan came in to give his opinion:
Congratulations,Anne.
You have found lipstick that’s exactly the same colour as your own lip .
She was mortified.Choosing lipstick is not easy
Well,it makes me glad to be a cat…we have no need
for skin products  and we have no lips as such.
Why do humans have lips?Is it mainly for kissing?
And perfume………we like the natural odours
but I’ve never seen Stan go up and sniff Annie’s nether regions..
.though I admit I took a sniff and she smells very intriguing..
. probably some musk she’s bought in Boots or Woolworths
I envy Stan in a way.Because I’d like to kiss Anne
but my lips are too small….I could lick hers
with my little raspy tongue!How wicked is that?
Maybe if she falls asleep i’ll have a go.
I love that woman so..
A cat may look at a king,but can he lick a lady’s lips?
Well, I must go and take a walk around my territory
and sniff out who’s about….face primer.
What next.Paint stripper? What a waste of time and money.
I could be chasing dandelion clocks round the garden and so could she.