.....Yazmeena had never liked cold weather. Yes, her fur, particularly luxurious and extremely well-groomed, was very warm, but she found that she was much more of a "temperate-weather" kitty!... so she spent a certain portion of her monthly allowance on sensible but stylish accessories. After all, why should she kick around like her idle acquaintances or those forlorn felines scurrying to and from their sad little jobs at the office?... no! Much better to have a sense of oneself, to insist on comfort..and always a measure of beauty.
... But this scarf.. and a cashmere toque?.. It looked like she was wearing a giant marshmallow!..something a human might put on a dog!! ...no... NO!... She must get back to the Mon Petite Chat 'n' Chapeau and to Mademoiselle Barrière, the nice saleslady that was so very attentive...she even scratched behind Yazmeena's ears when she was admiring herself in the counter mirror. Mlle. Barrière would make the right suggestion. Yazmeena yawned, stretched, and sidled down the boulevard, feigning disinterest, but her sparkling eyes and the dilating pupils... oh, she was very much interested!
A beret! Yes, a beret, pulled down at a rakish angle... just barely clearing her left eye. Barrière would know just the right one... Yazmeena gave a little squeak of delight!... caught herself and looked quickly around to make sure no one had heard her, and then casually entered the shop rubbing up against the door frame as the nice man in the red uniform held the door for her... "Hiya, Pete!" she purred as she passed... and winked...
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