When it’s cold and wet outside, one of the small comforts I enjoy is putting on a warm, dry pair of socks.
The Pug thinks that socks are quite wonderful, as well, but for slightly different reasons….
There are very few times when I won’t take up the chase and try to get my sock back after she steals one off my foot…
…it’s just too much fun to play this game with her.
I mean, if you can’t have fun and play when the opportunity presents itself, you’re really missing a major point of being alive, no?
And that’s kind of one of the reasons dogs are here. To remind us to stop, drop and play.
Now. About that sock, Pug. I think I’ll need a slightly … dryer one now.