It was bound to happen I suppose...
I wore... his socks!
Yesterday, I was ambushed by circumstance. Evidently some laundry from S was put away in my sock drawer. The socks being of innocent white color and me disoriented by a typical groggy morning, I unwittingly donned S's socks. PF discovered my mistake in the evening when she recognised the branding on the socks. Needless to say, I removed them immediately!
Darn those socks! (Well, I didn't put any holes in them so, I guess that's a useless order.)
What's next? Cats and dogs living together?!