The Great Sock Mystery Courtney was getting dressed for work when she noticed something strange—one of her socks was missing. Not just any sock, but the one with the avocado print. This was a crisis. She stood there for a moment, staring at the empty sock drawer like it had just betrayed her. The avocado sock had been her favorite. It was quirky, bold, and made her smile every time she wore it. But now, it had vanished into thin air. “No,” she muttered to herself, pulling open the drawer again and sifting through the other socks, as if she might find a rogue avocado hiding in the corner. “This cannot be happening.” She checked under the bed, in the laundry basket, and even inside the fridge (don’t ask why the fridge, it seemed like a good idea at the time). No avocado sock. Nothing. She could hear the dog, Sir Barksalot, rustling around in the living room. Maybe he had something to do with it. Maybe he was in on some sock conspiracy she didn’t understand. “Sir Barksalot!” she called, s...