stolen shoe

i usually leave my two pairs of “high performance sandals” (or at least that is what i imagine someone in marketing might call these) sitting out on the back porch. one morning i opened the door and discovered that the right shoe from both pairs had gone missing. i found one of them in the front yard an hour later, but the other was missing for about a week and a half or maybe two. yet another lesson on patience. just as i was starting to wonder when i should give up and toss out the orphaned lefty, one of the neighbors returned its match. the dogs here like to play with shoes.