Oh Fritz there you are again outside among the pretty flowers with your handsome self right in the midst. What a pretty sight you must make to passersby. Barry, your lawn is so nice and green. Mine is pretty much burnt out now from lack of rain. Fritz, you give that sock back to Barry. He doesn't need holes in his socks. My Bella used to love to steal socks too. Now the only thing that she really still steals is tissues.