Showing posts with label the whole sock and nothing but the sock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the whole sock and nothing but the sock. Show all posts

Thursday, March 31, 2011

The Grizzly detail

I’m sorry to put such a graphically disturbing picture up and I know it’s hard to look at without crying. Yes. That would be a hole in my left sock!! The first sign of a sock soon to be sent to the rubbish bin! (Or hamster if it’s winter), my sock collection is critically low, so each time this happens a small part of my soul dies. Why? Why do such things happen in this world?!