“I am very angry,” said Angry Cat.
“Why are you so angry this time?” asked Angry Cat’s sister Harriet.
“My paws are freezing cold,” said Angry Cat.
“I have just the thing to warm up your paws,” said Harriet, getting up from the warm cozy blanket she was laying on.
Harriet went into the living room and brought Angry Cat a pair of wool socks that mother had made for him.
“I won’t wear them!” yelled Angry Cat.
“Why not?” asked Harriet. “I have mine on and my paws are toasty warm.”
“I don’t want to look like a sissy,” said Angry Cat, angrily.
“So you would rather have cold paws,” said Harriet. “That doesn’t make any sense to me.”
“Look at them,” said Angry Cat, holding one sock up in the air. “They look ridiculous.”
“You shouldn’t talk like that,” said Harriet. “Mother made these just for you. She spent a lot of time knitting them.”
Angry Cat felt guilty about his dislike of the socks. Harriet was right. Mother did spend a lot of time making them. The least he could do is wear them.
Angry Cat sat down on the cold floor. He proceeded to put the wool socks on his back paws.
“They are very warm,” admitted Angry Cat.
“I thought you didn’t like them,” said Harriet.
“I changed my mind,” said Angry Cat.
“I see you are wearing the wool socks I made for you,” said Mother, walking into the kitchen. “They look very nice on you.”
“My paws were cold,” said Angry Cat. “I need a pair for my front paws too.”
“I just happen to have a pair that I just finished knitting,” said Mother.
Angry Cat put them on and his front paws were nice and warm as well.
“I am confused,” said Harriet, a few hours later. “I thought you didn’t like the wool socks. What changed your mind?”
“I felt guilty that Mother spent all that time making them,” said Angry Cat. “Once I started wearing them, I haven’t had to worry about cold paws.”
“I think Mother would have been crushed if you didn’t wear them,” said Harriet.
“I think so too,” said Angry Cat.
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