alonewiththemoon | missing socks are no mystery in my house

A month or so I bought a 3-pack of expensive walking socks ($40 for three pairs of socks!) which quickly became my favorite socks, totally worth the price. They're the kind with extra padding woven into the soles, making my damaged feet quite happy. I never seemed to be able to find more than one clean pair at a time, though, no matter how recently I'd done laundry.

Today I was folding laundry on the couch, with the able assistance of Sisiutl. Apparently my new favorite socks are also her new favorite socks, because she made off with the three socks that were in this load of laundry. I followed her to her stash, and ah ha! The rest of my socks. I took them all back. In retaliation, she moved on to stealing t-shirts. The sight of a one pound ferret wrestling a t-shirt off a pile, tumbling down from the couch with it and trying to race across the apartment wile dragging it was so amusing I let her take a couple :-)