What are you staring at? I feel you are watching me again. You can't even file your fingernails in peace without the slave hanging in your heels again.

I offer you the perfect view of a pair of fantastic golden sandals which caress my feet and you stare in my face? How dare you? You should know that I don't like to repeat myself. So, memorize my words well. Never look straight into ma eyes. Better get on your 4 paws and marvel at what God has given to me. I would be happy to share it with you if you want. Or if you don't want to. As you know, I don't care about your opinion!