He sat on the pavement outside the famous black door with 10 on it. He licked his paw and used it to wipe his ear. He loved the feeling of the furr in his paw as he pushed it back, the pads could feel each hair as it passed over. "Num num."
He always said "Num num" when he cleaned himself. He knew that most other cats only said that when they ate delicious food, but he liked cleaning himself and saying it. And especially washing himself on this step right here. With the world's media over there.
A car drew up and out walked a set of red high heels. He looked at the veins in her feet and then realised he had stopped preening himself so started again. "Num num" he thought.