So, a week or so ago the Rev calls me at work and we have a conversation that goes like this:
Rev: Did you move my shoes?
Me: No, where were they? (I should note that most often if the shoes had been moved (please read: put in their proper place), I would be the culprit.)
Rev: I left them outside by the front door after I sprayed weeds last night.
Me: Who would take your shoes, but leave my phone and other stuff in the car alone?
Yes, that is right, Sassy, the neighborhood dog, who has been hanging out on the neighbor's porch 2 doors down for a while now, stole the Rev's shoes! Upon further investigation, we realized that she actually took both of the Rev's good tennis shoes and 1 of his yard shoes--not really sure why we weren't wearing the yard shoes to spray the weeds, but anywhoo...
We've managed to locate both good shoes (1 was 3 or 4 streets over where she is supposed to live!), I'll keep you posted on whether the other shows up or not! If not, I think this look could become quite trendy...at least he has on clean socks...