THE GREAT SOCK HEIST
[Scene opens: I walk into the room, and my dog is proudly sitting on the couch with one of my socks in her mouth.]
Me: "Ma’am… is that my sock in your royal mouth?"
She (tail wagging, totally unbothered): "It was lonely. I rescued it. You’re welcome."
Me: "You do realize I now have a whole collection of single socks because of you?"
She: "Again. You’re welcome. Who needs boring sock pairs when you can have a treasure hunt every morning?"
She (dramatic sigh): "You’re lucky you’re cute."
She (jumps into my lap):
"I know. And you’re lucky I picked you to love forever."
Me (melting): "Okay fine. You win. Wanna go steal the other sock now?"
She: "Already ahead of you. Check behind the couch.”
Me: "Ugh ! You lady !!!!!"
[End scene with she licking my face, our cuddly hugs and a trail of mismatched socks.]
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