All Day I Dream About... Shoes

Lately it's become pretty evident that Primo truly belongs with our family.  Besides his adorable face and sweet personality (so much in common!), Preems loves shoes.  High on his list are shoes recently worn by one of us and, if none of those are available, he'll make do with anything that has laces.  Adidas are a delicacy.

In fact, shoes turned Primo into, well, an animal tonight.  We started out with this angelic puppy:

And, five minutes later, after one whiff of a prime piece of athletic footwear:

No shoe is safe.  And, given the sheer number of shoes here, our house is like a buffet.

We're buying more gates this weekend.

(I just want to clarify that Primo only had the shoe long enough for me to get a good pic. I keep telling everyone that being a "photojournalist" sometimes requires sacrifices to be made.  I also reserve the right to change my position on this when it's my shoe under attack.)