The Home's Ghost

Now The Home's resident ghost has really done it. It got my TV remote.

Is it on my table where it "lives"? Nope.

Maybe I fell asleep with it in my hand last night and it's in my bed? So I made my bed. No.

On my nightstand? Nuh uh.

Under my bed where it hid my ring? Not there. Not that I can get on my hands and knees to look, mind you, but I kind of bent over.

This is getting serious now. I am done messing around. It might be time to see The Home Advocate to inquire about an exorcism.