Friday, October 30, 2015

Happy Halloween

Whiskey as Lon Chaney in Phantom of the Opera, 1925
Once a pagan holiday celebrating the end of harvest, Halloween was also believed to be a day when spirits could leap into our realm and walk amongst the living.

But that was a really long time ago, and today ghouls, goblins, zombies and, for some odd reason if you are an adult, slutty nurses and fornicating farm girls take to the streets or house party to consume tasty treats, which for  adults often means plenty of alcohol.

What better way to bridge the connection between spirits and the physical world than with Fireball laced breath and a stagger in your step. After all, "I love you man," is the customary way to greet a specter. 
Boris redoing the skeletons I put on the fence
While you are deciding what costume to wear, what candy to dole out to little trick-or-treaters or whether or not to disable your doorbell, there is a furry member of your family that needs to creep its way into your thoughts. If you are lucky enough to share your life with a cat or a few of them, they need to be kept indoors especially at night for the days surrounding Halloween.

Black cats are often more at risk during Halloween because of folklore that has them in cahoots with the occult and all things evil. They are associated with bringing bad luck and being a witch's familiar. During the Salem witch trails, cats were often tortured and killed along with humans deemed to be practicing witchcraft.

Because humans can really be evil, many shelters will not allow black cats to be adopted during the month of October for fear people will harm the animal or simply get rid of it after the Halloween decorations come down.

Boris and the short-lived Halloween tree
But, fear not oh great lover of cats, you can still have Halloween fun with your favorite bundle of fur. Cats are interior decorators at heart. They love decorations, they just don't like where humans put them, so they will rearrange or remove or break stuff they don't approve of.

Remember all that candy you bought to pass out to kids, the extra 5 bags just in case this is the year a ton of little firefighters, princesses and devils appear on your doorstep, cats don't want it. Even better, they won't judge you as you shove that fifth Reese's peanut butter cup into your mouth the second it turns dark. They're bite size, right?
Step aside, this one needs CPR

If you do decide to go out for the evening and come home with Frankenstein green makeup smeared in places it shouldn't be all over your lusty librarian costume, your cats will still welcome you with purrs and head butts. Don't view that look of disdain as judgement for that night's behavior, it is at the bottom of a very long list.

Remember this is our holiday, not theirs. Please keep them indoors. They might be frightened by people coming and going, chased by people who think filming a scared animal would make a funny youtube video, or could even be in danger from increased vehicle traffic.

Whiskey exhibiting his typical enthusiasm

Now that October is coming to an end, black cats in shelters all over need loving homes. They are not bad luck or any of the other dark things associated with them. They are a CAT, and it doesn't get much better than that.

In the words of Groucho Marx, "A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere."

Happy Halloween from all of us at Cat Noir CC.

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Thursday, October 15, 2015

Winner winner

Boris with one of 40 toys
Guess who just got the best email. I did. Petco named me (well really Boris) a winner in the Adopt a Shelter Dog contest. Boris seems to be the only cat among the winners. I get a $75 gift card to spoil the boys but even better a donation of $75 from Petco will be made to the rescue organization of my choice. I picked the Feline Network of the Central Coast.

Sadly, Whiskey didn't win, but he is getting big hugs, more cuddle than he can stand and extra treats because he isn't quite large enough. Yay to Boris. This is his photo. He has modeled for Tally Farms Fresh Harvest and L'Oréal Paris - Féria, and now Petco.
Maybe next time I will enter them in the kitchen appliance of the month contest. I could use a new. . . well everything with child proofing on it for Breaking Boris, more on that soon. 

Remember to consider adoption rather than shopping. Animals love without wallets or Kardashian mentality. Then again Whiskey always does get the fluffiest blanket in the house, the first lick of a new container of sour cream and

Whiskey is more of an outdoor man.
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Saturday, October 3, 2015

The Outlook

Be still my heart

Okay, they're here. Everybody yell surprise. This is going to be so great

Boris: Fresh crawfish, don't let anyone come near it.

Whiskey: I'm not in the mood. We're all going to die anyway.

Boris: Could this day be any better?
The sun, the flies, the smells, people watching.

                                                                                    Whiskey: I guess. If you're into that kind off stuff

Check out how big my muscles are when I flex. Dude, can you see that. No, man I'll work on my legs another time. It's all about upper body.

Seriously, how many chins do I have? Is this what I look like all the time now? I'm a cow. I'm dieting starting tomorrow.

There's something about being all dressed up and outside in the fresh air. It just makes a cat feel good about himself and ready to catch the biggest fish, the fastest mouse and swiftest bird.

What the hell? Get this thing off of me. I'm not falling for your corporate cat crap. Take me inside and feed me NOW. I'm talking top of the line canned food. What's next a corner office?

I am so close to the toy. Hehee, I'm going to sneak up on it, throw it around in the air and pounce on it. Just when it thinks I am done, I will run from room to room with it in my mouth and then throw it in the bath tub.

So this it it, the new toy?  You say it cost a lot? No, I love it. I'll play with it soon. How does April or May sound to you?

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