Smudgies was thinking about colour. He'd heard his colour referred to as ginger. "Hmph" he thought to himself "I am lots of colours, not just one!" He admired his fur. There was brown, white, gold and orange, all rippling through his coat. "I am magnificent. I am not just ginger , I am spicey coloured," he thought.
"Silly old puss" laughed Anjelica, "Ginger is a spice." Smudgies purred his approval "Ah, ginger" he thought, "a perfect description!"