When I was in care work, lots of the female staff liked soaps. I once saw a character called Cain Dingle retort to the question "What are YOU going to do about it?" by saying that he couldn't do anything because he had this pint to finish. ;O)

Misty wasn't reading because there wasn't enough room to open a book. She's curled up on the winter quilt looking elegant now and has just hosted a photo opportunity. The kittens are up and about but taking no notice of the empty box I left on the floor. Grey fur coat clambered into it to get the string but showed no interest beyond that.