See that? It's one of HER sock thingys. When I was a puppy, I used to bury them in the garden. I only ever buried one of a pair. I always left her with one. Well, I'm seven now and we're still unearthing socks. Found this one just the other day. It took her a few years to get the joke, but she eventually saw the funny side. We all laughed when this sock turned up. (Actually, it is much cleaner than usual.) Is it the last? I haven't got a clue. I can't count. We scotties are humorous dogs.