when i got mister i noticed he now has five salt socks and i thought ha, b. was right, somebuddy did lose a salt sock in his front yard in his exact size. when we got to the frozen lagoon i looked down and he had but three. we retraced our prints to the museum lot now being snowplowed and found the elusive fourth sock, and re-retraced our prints onto the frozen lagoon. on returning to chez mister i find that the fifth sock is brand spanking new and just arrived in the mail. i'm sure you all are much relieved. but then mister fell over in his salt socks on the kitchen floor.