You love staring at my perfect bare feet. We're going to spend the perfect afternoon together, hanging out at home with you at my feet. Take in my wrinkled soles and high arches. I'm going to sit here and relax while you watch me. You are lucky to be in my presence, and lucky that I occasionally choose to acknowledge your presence when you behave well. Sometimes I ignore you, and you are expected to wait happily and quietly at my perfect feet!