Funny story. Kept griping at our one son about his feet. His sox, his sneakers. Horrible. One day, came home from school, plopped down on the couch, kicked his sneakers off. I came in, hosed the room down with Glade air freshener. No hints taken. Then our dog, Balou came in. Sniffed the air. Walked over to John. Sniffed his feet, flopped down on them and started rolling on them. I mean, we just died. Hint taken. Schooled by the hound!
Funny story. Kept griping at our one son about his feet. His sox, his sneakers. Horrible. One day, came home from school, plopped down on the couch, kicked his sneakers off. I came in, hosed the room down with Glade air freshener. No hints taken. Then our dog, Balou came in. Sniffed the air. Walked over to John. Sniffed his feet, flopped down on them and started rolling on them. I mean, we just died. Hint taken. Schooled by the hound!