Buck thought he was going to give some 'ripe' socks a good cleaning by putting them under a rock in a running creek. A long storm came in and the creek rose. We were busy visiting with some great company and forgot about the socks. Alas, I snapped this pic of Buck looking for his socks - without success - the next day.
Maybe we'll be inspired to write a related poem - Ode to Lost Socks? Nah, I'll just continue to remind him of this misadventure as we pass over other running water sources.
Maybe we'll be inspired to write a related poem - Ode to Lost Socks? Nah, I'll just continue to remind him of this misadventure as we pass over other running water sources.
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