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Happy gotcha day to Olivia, who turned up on Halloween four years ago, the first year we did the balloon-pumpkin patch (in Wichita). A horrific howling was coming from down the street. It would pause, then resume a little closer. Eventually it reached our next-door neighbor and it was this little fluffball visiting each front door and wailing to be let in.

We debated, and raced her to the city animal shelter and got back in time for trick-or-treaters. A week later, never claimed, she was ours.