Shoe tag

I have no idea why *jeanne* wants to see all the shoes scattered all over my messy house, but here we go:

In the foyer, the clogs for getting the mail:

In the gym bag, the Big Dog swimming flip-flops:

Next to the bed, various pairs of running shoes in various states of wear:

The shoes in the closet - the cardboard box in the far corner holds all the old high heels that I haven't worn for a decade or more:

The lonely one on top is my old surgical shoe from when I had bunion surgery:

Elisabeth's aviator shoes next to the changing table:

Catherine's lion shoes on the living room floor, left there after our walk today:


I tag.... Shelley and Bolder and Trimama. You're it.