|This is how the day started...|
|See the two socks on top of the clean clothes...AND...|
|My slipper was taken too!|
|One sock, found in the hall on another occasion|
|Other sock, on one of Chuck's napping spots|
Okay, okay...so yeah, it's hilarious that Chuck lugs around not only both of my socks, but also one SLIPPER too! Amazing! There is no stranger sound that Chuck meowing for all his might, with a woolly sock in his mouth.
BUT WAIT...there's more! Here's the funniest thing yet! Friday night, it turned downright cold, and I jumped into bed wishing I still had my down comforter out. But it's June, and I refused to go to the linen closet to retrieve it on sheer principle. But, I managed to sleep, and in the morning, as usual, my socks were missing. I looked here, I looked there, I even looked in the litter boxes. AND YOU KNOW WHERE I FOUND MY SOCKS?!?!...hmmm...can you guess? That's right...
On my feet! I've never laughed so hard in my life when I realized I was looking for something that was ON MY BODY, keeping my toes warm. The hubby was both amused and concerned, as he rightfully should be. I think he was considering calling the men in the white coats...and poor Chuck, I ruined his fun for the morning, 'cause he wasn't gonna try to carry around my occupied socks!