A to Z Challenge:
ABC's of My Life~
Life is loaded with labor...Letter 'L' is on Leave!
So enjoy a re-post of a portion of a story from
Life through the Eyes of a Hurricane: Doggie-Dog!
The 12 Step Program~
Okay, I’m a lost and broken dog. I have a terrible confession: I have a sock fetish which according to the dictionary means an obsessive or unhealthy preoccupation or attachment with an object.
But there, I said it and often heard that the first step in overcoming an addiction is admit I have a problem. It is a terrible problem. I can’t get enough socks which is even more of a problem because they aren’t my socks!
Well, they eventually become my socks because I chew and tear so many holes in them that no one can wear the foot coverings by time I’m done with them, but that’s beside the point.
You see, they are my family’s socks. I can’t help it and I am so ashamed of myself. Whenever I see a sock in the laundry basket I have to go grab it, stretch it until I hear that priceless sound ripping; AAHHHH, a sound of satisfaction! Tear it, shred it, and grate it; that is when they are at their best!
Even though Big D has tucked them deep into the toe of the shoe, I like to get into Big Daddy’s running shoes. I stick my nose into the cavernous shoe until I can reach just a teensy-weensy thread and pull it out. Yeah, I know, the smell is pretty unpleasant and you’d think that would deter me, but I guess that indicates how desperate my dilemma is.
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