Last June, while we were visiting sister Pam down in Georgia, her puppy ZuZu took a liking to my sandals. In her amorous attentions to my footwear a little damage was done. They are now my yard shoes. I wear them outdoors for fetching the mail and watering the flowers. Also for safe passage across the cedar chips on my way to the hammock. Once situated, I kick them off. They wait patiently for me to slip them on again for the return trip to the house. Kind of like how a dog waits patiently at their mistress's feet. That's my ZuZu shoes. Part sandal, part puppy.