"What's that sound?" Janna asked, startled.
"I don't hear anything. Is it your phone?"
"Is the new cat you adopted destroying something in the other room?"
"Probably, but that's not it."
"Is it the sound of your youth slowly draining away because your birthday is Friday and you're--"
"Ahh. Yes. That must be it."
Yes, I really did adopt a new cat last week.
He's about 8 and 1/2 years old. He's big. He's white with black spots. He is extremely affectionate. His life revolves around sleeping, eating, drinking, pooping, peeing, and snuggling.
Not bad work if you can get it.
And yes, Friday the 11th is my birthday.