I refer to Kaya as the sock maven. She collects my socks and they become hers. My favorite terri warmers from Nordstrom are also her favorites.  I believe at this juncture, she has more of my socks than I do.  She leaves one or two out to tease me, the rest are squired away in places I have yet to be able to discover. So, I had collected the few she leaves out for me to see and washed them with the laundry and they were still in the basket waiting to be folded. So, I thought, as I had placed them low (thinking they would be too hard to get to and I might just get them in a drawer for my own use) in the rather tall basket I use for doing laundry that they would be safe and out of reach. I came into the bathroom to find one she had managed to get out lying in the path between my office and bedroom. I mentioned quite casually without expectation that I would love the matching one to put on so I could warm my feet while on the phone with a client. Mid session during a bathroom break, there was the matching sock waiting for me. I was delighted that she had done this and made a big deal about it and thanked her profusely and wore the socks through the session. Every time I’ve walked into or through (the bathroom is between my office and bedroom) there today there’s been another sock there waiting for me. I believe she now thinks this is our new game.