Oh my STARS!!!!! In my own house, right under my OWN nose...... Olivia is.......(insert tragic theme dut duh duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) A SOCK THIEF.... I've been keeping my closet door locked, the basket up off the floor, and yet just like a difficult child the few seconds I have left the door open? She has been sneaking INTO the room, standing on tip toe, reaching into the basket and nabbing herself.....A sock. One at a time....This is of course, not acceptable for a SOCK SNOB foster Mother who upon walking the back yard today before mowing noticed (((((shredded socks))))) one of each. Not mated pairs, not two at a time.... It's okay - tomorrow she gets SPAYED!! We'll see who wants to stand on tippy toe and snatch her foster Moms socks after THAT.... on a lighter and more Glorious note.....except for the sock sneaking incidents....she's stopped teething and otherwise doing well on her training. Hates to come, hates a leash, hates me during school, would rather lay down in the grass and scream and kick like a banshee on fire than do anything asked of her, but I'm winning her over. Today I drug out secret weapon #1 - chicken livers. Heck I should have saved the money and put SOCKS in my trainers pocket. Who knew! (slaps head) She really did well today - Prrrrrrrobably eyeing my socks. Errr sock.