It's not just you, it's not just your mom, it's not just the dog. Socks have a mind of their own, and they're on the run.

We've got reports of sightings from all over the city: in the washing machine, on top of the fridge, behind the couch cushions. They're like tiny, fluffy ninjas, always one step ahead of us.

But we're not giving up hope. We're tracking the trail, following every lead, and we won't rest until every last sock is found.

Want to join the quest? Check out our subpage on Sock Sleuths for more information.

Or, if you're feeling brave, take a look at Sock Hunters for a more...adventurous approach.