Yikes, my wool socks have been eaten and I have no toes left not to mention the fact that the stretchy elastic part has been shredded with a pair of sharp teeth. So do I want to know who did the laundry last week and why they didn't tell me my socks had holes in them before putting them away? Oh my Striped Socks! Wait, maybe the washer is eating my socks although these holes look suspiciously like they were done with dogteeth, but I could be wrong.
I bet I could just get a new pair of socks online right now, but I want to find out who ate my socks and the make them pay for the new pairs. My goodness, it's strange, but these holes are in a pattern like a dog bite and that would mean my sock-snatching dog was up to her old tricks again. That couldn't be the case, as my wool socks are never out for the Doberman to chew on unless she stole a pair from the bathroom floor while I was having a shower. If I'm right, the jack Russell Terrorist and the Weimaraner had a blast with my woolies and likely flossed their teeth on the wooly bits while they were at it. I need to travel and a Marrakech Riads
I am sure one of the five dogs made these holes because of the spot where they were chewed out. Looks like it might be time to take a wander on down to the laundry room and find out who did the socks last week and ask them if they noticed my socks were shredded or not. This is what happens when I wish for someone else to do the socks and they do and instead of losing socks, I wind up with partially eaten ones that have air vents in unusual places. Where are my Over The knee Socks? I suppose I wouldn't mind a hole or two, but this right sock has enough holes in it that there is more hole than sock and who in heck can wear something like this? I am sure that Weimaraner is behind this dastardly deed as she never did respect socks and would actually eat the whole thing if given a chance. I suppose I could just log online and buy myself another nice pair or two of woolies at my fave socks website, but I honestly have to admit that the suspense is about to do me in. I just bet that sneaky Spaniel swiped the socks out of the laundry basket. Bet it was my sister who did the socks, as she is always on the cell phone not paying attention to what the dogs are doing. Ok, that's the absolute limit.