Well, I like the idea that the house is haunted. I figure it's one or more of those ghosties from past generations who are hanging around unseen and monkeying with the appliances and plumbing. Maybe some force has slipped in and is harassing the kitty cat. Or a poltergeist is the one throwing all those socks and candy wrappers everywhere. Something has eaten all the dragonflies and that's why I can't find any. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.