There's a Christymas poem that mentions "the stockings were hung by the chimney with care..." and these aren't them.
The drying monster broke. It spins and spins, but doesn't blow hot air. So Mom took the clothes out and hung them up around the house to dry.
These are Mom's socks. She claims they are clean, but they don't look pure white because she walks around the house in her stocking feet. Who's she kidding? My paws are perfectly white, I walk around the same house all day, but MY socks are always perfectly clean and perfectly white. Hmph.
Oh! My Secret Paws package is going out today. Woo hoo, Christymas is coming!