As much as I wanted to belive that some magical race of gnomes stole my socks, it is not reality. The truth behind all of our missing socks lies with the family pet. My cat spends all night literally hunting socks in my house. He grabs a socks and drags it, like a dead bird, into the middle of the living room and then lets out some kind of weird growl announcing his victory. Thankfully he doesnt eat the socks, like the three year old great dane in the following video does. Check out the news report of a Portland Oregon dog that ingested 43 1/2 socks.

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