We don't get a lot of company, so you'd think it would be easy to track down the owner of a left-behind cap, but no.
Scott likes to tease me by saying that one of my lovers left it behind after a secret tryst while he was at work during my days off.
Other items he finds that aren't his are gauch, socks and the occasional T-shirt. You can see why he wonders! But usually we can trace these things back to Emil, whose stuff has somehow gotten into our laundry basket when he's been out for a weekend.
The cap was in the porch, so whoever left it must have taken it off before coming into the kitchen and forgotten to put it back on when leaving.
Uncle Andy? Rick?