Last month, while putting on clean socks, I started to notice I had more left socks than right (no, just kidding). But I was running short on socks. I just purchased socks recently.
Later that week while working in the flower bed, I dug up one of my socks, then another and another. Sophie, my Jack Russell, had been stealing my socks from the laundry room and burying them. I guess she thought it was something dead. You pay for owning a hunting dog.
Well, I hope I gave you a smile today. God bless you and God bless America.