Half Full by Maria Scrivan for May 09, 2023

Put a sock in it, doc.

Socks to be you.

May the socks be with you

Hey, pass me a sock, will you?

I don’t see any homework.

OK doc, sock it to me.

He’s hosed.

According the The Mittens, it’s Lost Sock Day.

So THAT’S where all our missing socks turn up!

A dog named Dryer.

Too much fiber could clog your pipes…woof

Sock it to me

Doggie not chewing them socks proper like.

My mother had an Irish Setter that loved to eat socks. Most of the time they came out on their own. The one time one didn’t, she became a very expensive dog. Surgery to remove a sock is not cheap.

Dogs always know where the lost socks are hiding. Except the “Lil Pink Sock”.

I have a cat that eats fabric. Many socks and a few shirts have ended up aerated when they were left within her reach.

Let me know when you find the car keys and my missing golf balls, please.

This must be in honor of National Lost Sock Memorial Day, which is today!