The Great Shoe Mystery of 2026

This morning started like any other Tuesday until Theo announced he could only find his right shoe. We turned this house UPSIDE DOWN.

The Great Shoe Mystery of 2026

His room, the mudroom, the car, even the kitchen (because with Theo, you never know). I was mentally preparing to send him to school in mismatched shoes when I heard a triumphant “FOUND IT!” from the living room.

Turns out our sweet, innocent golden retriever had been hoarding Theo’s left sneaker under the couch like some kind of shoe dragon.

The moment of victory

The look on Biscuit’s face when we discovered his secret stash was pure guilt mixed with “but it smells so good.” I swear this dog has a sixth sense for creating chaos at the exact moment we’re trying to get out the door.

Finally putting on the missing shoe

Theo gave Biscuit a very serious talking-to about shoe theft (Biscuit’s tail never stopped wagging).

The ‘lecture’

Crisis averted, shoe recovered, and Biscuit has been sentenced to extra belly rubs because let’s be honest, we can’t stay mad at that face. Note to self: maybe invest in a shoe rack that’s higher than golden retriever reach.