Monday, April 11, 2011

It's a bird, it's a plane...

I am sitting on my bed, minding my own business when out of the corner of my eye, I see something white fly up in the air.

A moment passes...then, up it goes again, accompanied this time by a ferocious growling sound.

Another moment, another trip in the air.

It appears that the beloved basset has found a bevy of socks, clean, paired up and ready to be put away.

Well, they were paired up.

Now it looks like there's been a sock explosion at the foot of the bed.

And the beloved basset is exhausted from his efforts to liberate his little sock nation. He's building his nest and preparing for bed.

As for me, I suspect that after I locate and rematch all the "freed" socks, I'll be moving them to a higher perch.

1 comment:

Angie said...

Too cute! I read this post, then I looked at your blog name... A Time for Everything. Yes, even this... :)