I wasn't shopping for a kitten,but one showed up in my yard and decided this was home

We have someone's pet.
That's the only conclusion I can come up with.
The veterinarian agreed that he's too healthy and too friendly to have been a stray.

♥♥♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥¸ ¸.•*¨*•♫♪ Happy Birthday to you ♪♫•*¨*

Officially losing track of whether I’m an hour ahead, an hour behind, or just completely lost

Cowboy is getting old, and so am I.
I assumed he'd set all the clocks back before going to bed.
I woke up, checked the time projected on the ceiling, and thought it was 6:30 a.m.
I got up and went to play on the computer.

Going to bed early tonight—I’m a Halloweenie! 👻🎃

I'm going to get today's post out of the way.
I don’t expect to have anything especially exciting to write about later.
It's already after 4 p.m., and the day's practically gone.

Witching You a Happy Halloween

Twenty-four Halloween Eves stretch out behind me like a road paved with golden memories.

I don't think personal-diary-style blogs are all that popular.
Maybe when I first started blogging, but they're dinosaurs now.
I’ve never quite fit in, always lagging a little behind whatever’s in style.

Bro stood up on two feet just to get trash-talked by a bird

I can't figure out what day it is.
Isn't that terrible?
Heron walked in to get ready for work, and I asked him why he was working on a Saturday.