Last night I went to Raven's apartment to watch Lost with her. I kicked off my sandals and curled up on the couch, then padded barefoot into the kitchen with her for five minutes or so to make some peppermint tea. After the show, when I got up to leave, my sandals had disappeared. Baffled, we began to search... and then Shane, her spaniel-beagle mix, trotted into the room with a sole in his mouth. Apparently in the five minutes we had been in the kitchen, he had stolen my best leather sandals, which are irreplaceable since they were from a store that made them on the premises and has since gone out of business, taken them into some other room, and spent the next hour devouring everything but the soles and buckles.
I walked out of there in a pair of Raven's lavender Ugg boots. Not my color and a bit tight, but what else can you do when your sandals are forever Lost?
I walked out of there in a pair of Raven's lavender Ugg boots. Not my color and a bit tight, but what else can you do when your sandals are forever Lost?