The BEST smell walked in the door and it was HER FEET but louder!
She sits on the step and puts them on and this means WALK. This means WALK. The little strings, she pulls the little strings and ties them into the shape that means we are GOING somewhere and I have known this shape my whole entire life which is very very long.
I brought her the ball. She does not need the ball for the shoes. I brought it anyway. In case.
They smell like everywhere she has ever been without me, which is a lot of places, which makes me a little, I don't have the word, but then she picks up the leash and I forget the word forever. GRASS! We are going to the GRASS!
Sometimes she leaves in the shoes and I stay. That is the worst. That is the only worst thing there is.
But here is the secret about the shoes. She always comes back in them. Every time. She has never once not come back. The door opens and there they are, the shoes, the loud feet, MY HUMAN, and she smells like the whole outside world and I get to smell all of it off her while she says my name in the good voice.
I chewed one of them once. I don't remember why. She still came back.
She's tying the strings. She's tying the strings! Get the ball. GET THE BALL.