I sometimes think this house is stealing my stuff and hiding it. I've been losing stuff since we moved in. So it could be ghosts or elves or maybe just my tendancy to put everything in a "safe" place. I guess things will turn up eventually. Years ago I had a cat who used to steal my stuff and hide it under the couch. She'd take anything, razors, paper, pens, anything she could get to. For years I thought her sister was the klepto, but after she went to her great reward, the theft stopped. Her sister managed to find ways to keep me on my toes for a whole lot of years since then, but she didn't make it to AZ with me, so I'm missing my little Ophelia this year Maybe next year I'll have a new kitty to run my life. Opheilia might just reincarnate to get another shot at taking down the Yule tree.