Petty thievery

There was a time when I used to think the clothes dryer was responsible for stealing odd socks here and there. Not that the socks themselves were odd; what was odd was the fact that while all four of us have two feet each, sometimes we'd have only one sock of a pair to keep our toes warm, or to keep our feet from going all sweaty and slippery inside our shoes.

I now have a new idea of where all those singleton socks go -- they go under the dining room table, courtesy of Zuzu. Here you see a pile of unpaired socks and also the squeaky Kong toy which is supposed to be Hershey's, but which Zuzu adores and carries under the table where she guards it jealously.

You'd think that would teach us all to pick up our socks from our bedroom floors, but no.... No.