(I sent this to a friend earlier but am reposting it here because it sums up my morning:)
This morning I had to put a sock over Tycho's paw to protect it while he went out. Then I stupidly got in the shower, not supervising the makeshift mitten. Of course when I got out, it was gone. Now there's a random pair of socks tied in knots somewhere around the yard. Lovely. I have just stepped a little closer to the "could maybe live in a trailer" threshold.