Anna steps into a hole and loses her shoe. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.
Grandma tries to retrieve the shoe. Turns out to be an animal hole. Can’t reach it. Not so ha, ha, ha.
Something starts nibbling at her fingers. Shriek! (jk)
Grandpa has to go get a shovel and start digging…and digging.
Eureka! Shoe recovered off third direction tunnel. (notice shoe’s brand is Faded Glory)
Cats were really interested in the new hole (better access to the prey, perhaps), but when Grandpa began filling it back in, they whined, and groaned, and ran away. Can’t please everyone, I guess.