the trashcan

Finley has a brown pair of shoes that I bought him about a month ago. He has never like them. They fit him and look nice with dressier clothes, but for some reason he can't stand them! I was sitting at the computer yesterday when he brought them to me and pointed to his feet. I thought, "wow, this is a big improvement!". I put them on his feet and he immediately started fussing and kicking to get them off. I put him down on the floor thinking that once he started walking in them he would like them. Finley refused to even stand in them. He melted to the floor in a puddle of tears, so upset that he still had the horrible shoes on. So, I took them off and handed them to him. I told him to go put them back and he headed off to the kitchen to put them on the rug by the back door. We've been working on putting things away (books, toys, clothes) and most of the time he gets it right. Well, later when I was making lunch I went to throw some trash away and sitting neatly on top of the trash were his brown shoes. I knew he hated them, but didn't think they were that bad!