He (I think) isn't mine, he just appeared one day. (That's why I'm unwilling to check if it's a he. I think he is, I left him in the kitchen, and he can't cook for shit. Anyway...)
I'm not sure where he came from, but I noticed some storks hanging around the house last week. Word on the street is they had a kid they didn't want. If I was to put two and two together, I'd probably see a connection between these events. But I can't put two and two together.
I can't read numbers.