Okay, this is a HUGE departure from my typical fiction, but recently Mae Clair told me I hadn’t posted any pet pictures in a while, so I’m combining a picture of Max (sorry it’s blurry, but he almost never stays still in front of the camera) and a silly little “story” to go with it. Enjoy.
She put them in the laundry in pairs, but when they came out of the dryer, they were singles. Where did the socks go?
- The husband. Did he leave singles on the floor, not using the hamper properly? (Yes.)
- The son. Did he take socks out of the laundry, trying to drive his mom crazy? (Possibly. Sounds like something he’d do for a laugh.)
- The daughter. Did she wear mismatched socks as a fashion statement, making the laundry uneven from the very beginning? (Unfortunately, she did. Often.)
But after investigating, the truth was finally revealed to be none of them… the perp was caught red-handed with the evidence.
Or is that red-pawed?
This post inspired by the WordPress daily prompt: Pest.