


I have a pair of rubber flip-flops that I leave by the door, in case I need to go into the yard. The other day I noticed that there was one by the door and one in the middle of the living room.
I didn't give it much thought, just picked the shoe up and put it by the door. The next day I noticed the shoe was again in the living room. So, I placed it by the door and headed upstairs.
When I came down, Danny was caught in the act - happily gnawing on my flip-flop. Not that Danny doesn't have a pile of toys to play with. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, he probably thinks it is a larger version of his rubber bone.
Wish I got a picture !
Turns out it is not just flip-flops that Danny likes. As I was reading this to Jeff, he said he has caught Danny with my fuzzy slippers!
Maybe Danny has a shoe fetish ??