Some things in life are just not explainable.

Why does the top of Moo Cow’s head smell like ketchup? It has since she was a kitten. Except when it smells like flowers. She’s an indoor cat with access to neither ketchup nor flowers. But there it is. Both of the other cats smell like… cat.

Why do spoons disappear, but not knives or forks? Why do the cups multiply in the cupboards, but I can never find a glass?

Where is it that socks go? Sometimes they turn up weeks after having disappeared. Are they going on vacation without me?

Why is it that a medium pizza isn’t enough for two (when one is a teenager) but a large is way too much. Can’t the pizza places sell a medium-large?

Where did my Cat Stevens CD go?