Tonight, little ghouls and ninja turtles and Groots and Elsas will descend upon your doorstep demanding confections.
Next month, the leader of the free world will pardon a turkey.
And within the span of seven magical days, we’ve got the pleasures of National Cat Day, All Saints’ Day, All Souls’ Day, and the silencing of those infernal political advertisements.
What’s that? The felines and faithful demand more?
We aim to please:
Arrived: Pyewacket, Bandi, Reebok, Timberland, Nike, Converse
Adopted: Tutti & Diego (together); Stew & Ribbolita (together); Bones; Maxine; Malachite & Pharaoh (together); Irving; Marjory; Angus; Salsa & Emilio (together); Johnny Ringo & Katniss (together); Thimble; Milkshakes; Magdalene; Carmine; Alex
Returned: NOOOOOO ONE.
Banished to Ringworm: Sonny
Cleared from Ringworm: Dawg
Promoted to Heaven: Jack
On behalf of all the saints and souls of Tabby’s Place, get thy groove onwards.
*Yes, we did just write about George mooshing it up with Sequoia. With the adoption of almost all of our adolescents (see above), poor Creamsicle was about to be the only non-elderly-individual left in the Community Room (of the feline persuasion, anyway). So George has graduated from Sequoia’s care to “real” brother Creamsicle’s keeping. We know they’re all gonna be just fine and fabber than fine. I promise.
PS: Yes, kittens, that is Virginia in the thumbnail. ‘Cause when you’re Virginia, every day is Halloween: “TREAT OR TREAT!!!!!!!!!”