Sunday, September 27, 2015

Make Up Your Own Wacky Holiday!

Were they snatched by a sock eating plant?

Were they "beamed up"

Is there a WOOL-verine  in the basement laundry room that's eating them?

What's happening to all of Dad's socks?

We started out with a LOT. When Mom and Dad were newlyweds and she asked him what he wanted for Christmas and he said "lots of socks".  So she got him lots of socks.  Apparently, she mis-heard him.  It just SOUNDED like "socks".

So we had a LOT of pairs of socks in all different colors and styles when they were first married.

Mom gets them paired up after ALL the laundry is done, usually when Dad gets back from a long trip overseas on business and any strays are discarded, and there is order in the universe.
Then, a week later, after Mom's got the socks folded up so they look like Tribbles -  there's socks without a mate again!
Where DO they go?

Mom thought maybe I'd run off with them, but I was innocent.  I just like my stuffies.

So in memory of all the AWOL socks, we're naming today's Wacky Holiday . .

 Ranger the scottiepup invited all to a bloghop so click on Ranger's link and have your own fun.



9 comments:

  1. Baaawwwwaaahhhhh !!!! Great Holiday. I celebrate dis one on a regular basis.
    Thanks for pawticipating.
    Wags,
    Ranger

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  2. Hari OM
    Ahh.. I discovered recently a rather disturbing tendency for the laundry basket to eat them before they even get to the machine.... that's my explanation and it is dear to me................. hugs and wags, YAM-aunty xxx

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  3. I may be responsible for a few lost socks round here, but not all of em.

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  4. It is a mystery of the universe but definitely worthy of a howliday!

    Your Pals,

    Murphy & Stanley

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  5. Omgosh yes. Dads socks go missing here too!

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  6. that's a very important howl-i-day... the mystery is still unsolved... my granny said she always buys socks in six-packs so she can replace the missed socks with another one :o)

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  7. It's the ghost of Barkley, stealing socks!

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  8. Our Jessy human has given up on solving this mystery and just wears mismatched socks! Nobody ever notices anyway.

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  9. BOL Mom thinks the washing machine just eats ours ;)

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