I Found the Missing Socks!
The Mystery of the Universe is unlocked.
I thought they were attached to and married to stuff that had gone on the same Dryer ride.
I could not figure out where that many socks could hide.
I analyzed that they were on sheets and towels and wherever things go when you are just not going to get out of your seat to use dryer sheets.
Fabric softener, nuh uh. Not here in this Southern Maryland Turf.
Woof. Do dogs BLUSH?
Okay, Riley Rover steals socks. He thinks socks ROCK. But I had no idea how much STOCK he had of my socks.
I needed to clean the carpets. That meant I needed to prepare.
Dare I say how many socks I found under the bed?
Let's put it this way. Riley Rover should turn RED.
That's how many socks were under the bed. Enough said.
Not one armful, not two, let's see, THREE armfuls of socks, once submerged, are now gathered in the nearby washing machine.
Okay, I agree, now I have SEEN it all. A dog who likes SOCKS as much as rubber BALLS.
Not a problem, let's see, we can stash his SOCKS around this Southern Maryland BLOCK!
Holiday Greetings from Cheryl Ritchie and Riley Rover. Move over, Riley Rover, let's make room for more socks.
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