Friday, October 30, 2015

Day One Hundred Ninety

Happy Halloween Eve




Halloween is one day away! I think I'm ready. Everybody is convening here tomorrow afternoon to get dressed for Trick-or-Treating! I can't wait! I'm gonna make my popcorn mix with butterscotch chips, M&M's, Reese's Pieces and candy corn. It looks great but tastes even better!


I am not one to put costumes on my fur kids. First of all, they get too excited with all the activity. To add costumes would only bring more confusion and chaos. I know, I know - costumes can be adorable. I'm shooting for calm - not cute.

I don't know how or when,
but I will get you for this!

What he said!
I took the Grands shopping yesterday for some last minute (what other kind are there) costume elements. Little Man needed pirate stuff; Sweet Girl is going as Wednesday Addams. Shopping started out rough, since the whole world operates on "last minute" time. However, we were successful beyond my wildest dreams!





When we got back to the house, of course everything had to be tried on and modeled. It was happy chaos. It doesn't take much, however, to get everyone riled up. Jack and Rooney are sort of used to craziness by now. I mean, Jack never even flinched when Sweet Girl tripped over him while carrying Dash. He went flying off to safety, but Jack never even seemed to notice. That could have ended very badly. Whew.

The cats, however, were another matter. They were particularly curious about everything! They had to sniff, poke, swat, taste and dive on such wonders as a play sword, new (leather) shoes, clothes and wigs! Fortunately, nothing got carted off. A few things ended up on the floor, but no serious damage.

I know I'm "preaching to the choir" but if you have a black cat, or take care of a feral one, please, please, please protect them this weekend. Black cats are targets during Halloween time, and they need help in keeping them safe. When Fancy was still "out there" I would lure him into the garage and keep him safe in there through the night. He never objected. They know when someone cares.


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