I've lost my ears

I can't find them. Have you seen them?

I know I had them last year. I know I wore them to hand out the candy to the little kids.

But I can't find them.

I have looked in the boxes that I packed away seasonal clothes in. I did find a sweater I couldn't remember where I put.

I have looked in my closet. Why would my ears be in my closet? Oohh, if I find my ears I'm wearing them with this skirt!

I have looked under my couch. There are a bunch of magazines, a handful of unfinished books, and a couple of paintbrushes. No ears.

I have looked in my yarn box. Again, why would my ears be in the yarn box?

I have looked in the organizer for my markers and paints. Hmmm, that's where those paintbrushes go.

I have looked on my bookshelves. I realized I have way too many books I've already read, and still no ears.

I have looked in my suitcases. Because I wondered if my ears wanted to take a vacation. Because I wore my ears last year when I was in Georgia. Because I'm not sure if I left them in Georgia or not. Did I pack them?

Hmmm... I'll keep looking.

I have looked in that box that I just toss odd things into. Found .78 cents. Found a cd. Found a belt. Found a bottle of lotion. Still no ears!

I like these ears. They're fuzzy. They're pink. I've had them for five years. I wore them when I bartended. I wore them to hand out candy to kids, to serve drinks to adults.

They would totally go with that skirt for Halloween!

I think I'll post a missing ears poster. Put out an APB. Whatever an APB is. It just sounded like what they say in the movies. "Put out an APB on a pair of pink fuzzy cat ears, last known location Georgia one year ago."

Maybe someone has scampered off with my ears. If so, then I'll either have to wear my purple bunny ears, or go out and find new cat ears.

I miss my ears.