Tiger has an "issue." He doesn't think it is an "issue," but sometimes I am a bit concerned for him. You see, he has a fetish, a shoe fetish. And it started when he was a youngster.
This was the first time I noticed it. I should have known it would get worse. But I missed the clues. Of course, at that time, it seemed cute. Oh, he likes my shoes. So sweet.
But as he has gotten older, he's grown more attached to shoes. First it was my shoes.
And then it was Scott's shoes.
And his sneakers.
After a while, he decided to share his love of shoes with Motor. (please excuse the glowing eyes)
Last night, it got really bad. Tiger gathered all the shoes he could find in the house. When I walked into the living room, I found him there, lying on the pile of shoes. I said,"Tiger, what are you doing? Tiger looked at me and responded, "Back away Mom. These shoes are MINE!"