I know everyone thought I was just kidding around a few posts ago in the "Fun with Math" section. A mere jest -- a simple tee-hee. Oh, that it were true, my friends.
Oh, that it were true.
As further proof, Dan went away this weekend to spend Easter with his family. And once again, my dog Maddy took it upon herself to eat a sock and get sick.
I should explain that this dog is nine (9!) years old and has never before eaten socks in the entire time we have shared our home with her. Sure, she gets in the garbage occasionally, but that's it. Socks, never. Well, until now, that is.
My theory is that when my husband goes away, the dog senses something is different. What is it though? What could it be? Suddenly, a flash of insight - there are no longer dirty socks strewed all over the place!* That's it!
So, she takes it on herself to complete this important task. But how? Sure, she could carry them in her mouth, but someone might see her, which would ruin the mystery. Wait - what if she carried them in her stomach? Yes! Eureka!
* For those of you who have not had my husband as an overnight guest, his superpower is to mysteriously leave dirty socks in odd places, throughout the entire house or apartment, even though no one ever sees him take his socks off. Not much of a superpower, really, but there you are.
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