Rocky’s Shoe Collection
Back home, Rocky developed a quirky habit. He’d grab shoes from the hallway, carrying them one by one to the front door.
“What are you up to, buddy?” I laughed, picking up after him. It was like he was preparing for some grand adventure.
“Planning a getaway, eh?” I joked, but Rocky just panted happily in reply. His antics were a bright spot, making the house feel livelier as he joyfully assembled his strange collection.