I’ve uploaded thousands of diaries over the last few years, and never been stuck for a caption. Until now. Any suggestions?

Hello, it’s Steve Clifford

The other night, I went to bed, I was really tired. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep. Now we have a little rescue dog, she is adorable. I don’t know about you but I always wake up once or twice in the night for the loo and this night was no exception. I walked down the landing in a half sleep, went to the loo, and made my way back to the bedroom. There, lying on the carpet, was our little dog. I began talking to her, asking her if she was OK, as though she was going to reply. Anyway, she didn’t, and she didn’t move.

The morning came and I threw my legs over the side of the bed only to see my socks on the floor where the doggy had been. It was then I realised that I had been having a conversation with my socks during the night.

Now – I don’t want this to go any further – can’t have folk thinking I’m a sock whisperer!

Thank you.