Follow me on my adventure for the past 18 years. In my pain pill filled delirium, I became focused in documenting a phenomenon to rival the Lock Ness Monster.
Monday, May 3
Tonight, Mister and I are going to sit by his socks on the floor and wait for them to magically jump in the hamper. He has assured me that it happens every day, but we're not sure how.
Wednesday AM, May 4
Still watching and waiting
The Mister's theory is that the cat door creates a vortex that suddenly sucks the socks into the hamper.
Wednesday PM, May 4
Different pair, equally mysterious
I anxiously await some evidence of movement, independent of any male interference. Stay tuned
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