I don’t wear shoes…

Doodle Mom tried to get me to wear them once upon a winter when I was a pup. She lost that one. They’re not very comfy and it’s too difficult to walk. I don’t chew shoes – never have. I don’t even play with them. They’re not for me, I have no interest.

But when my Doodle Dad started bringing shoes home and leaving them in the garage, I wondered “what in the doodle are you doing?”…

I heard him on the phone say there were too many people in our Community, our State, our Country and the Nation living every day without the basic comfort of having a good pair of shoes to wear.

He knew he couldn’t “outfit” everyone, but he believed he and the Social Action Committee (Pi Lambda Lambda Chapter) of Omega Psi Phi Fraternity, Inc. could try and help a few.

I didn’t think much of it at the time, but each day, more people started bringing shoes to the house. Each day, Doodle Dad brought home bags of shoes.

The shoes were taking over the garage…

The more I looked at those shoes multiplying in our garage – the more I wanted to help him with this project.

But first, we needed a name . The project had no name. I remembered Doodle Dad talking about helping people without shoes – get shoes. He said everybody needs happy feet. Hummm, “happy feet” I liked that – but it needed something.

Then I thought about Doodle Mom – She’s the social media human in our house, and she giggles to herself whenever she makes up a “hashtag” word. It just made plain doodle sense – #simple…

They agreed to let me help. They put me in charge of inventory – It is my responsibility to make sure:

• we have two of everything
• they’re the same size
• and the buckles fasten and shoelaces aren’t missing

Even though our garage is almost covered with shoes…

I know we still need oodles and doodles more, so I borrowed some wheels and decided to canvas the neighborhood…

Pulling that wagon was no joke. One time the penny loafer that Mom propped behind the wheel slipped. We were on an incline and the wheels were beginning to roll backwards.  I tried to bark but fear stole my voice. #scary

Thanks to my good furrends at Olde Towne Pet Resort  – my wagon pulling days are over. They offered to help. #lovethem

They’ve agreed to be a drop off location for humans in the Springfield, VA area.

We’ve even put up a sign…

…and it’s already working – we’ve got shoes #hotdoodleydog

I heard my pawents talking, and they said the plan is to keep collecting shoes until the end of March.

#GOT SHOES?

If you live in the Northern VA area – can we have them?

Olde Towne Pet Resort is located at 8101 Alban Road, Springfield, VA 22150 (703-455-9000)

Don’t worry I’ve got plenty of room in my wagon right here in this corner…

Thanks so much for sharing a piece of your Monday with us, be kind to someone and watch it change their day 🙂