Posted by on Oct 28, 2013 | 4 comments

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You want Halloween?  THIS is Owloween at its best!!!!

 

To read well, the title of this blog should really be “Un Gatto in Maschera” (from Un Ballo in Maschera–haha–get it?), masculine, but since I’m female down to my patty paws, I took a literary/operatic liberty.

So, these guys at The Tabby Cat Club have a kitty-dress-up each year at Halloween, about which I knew nothing, and just by chance, mama and papa tried some costumes on me and whilst laughing hysterically, I sat calmly and was myself, doing my Loulou meditation which is the following:

1. Sit and keep sitting. Remove all thoughts of anything, especially kibble or ear scratching.

2. Gaze un-meaningfully at surroundings without boredom.

3. Allow idiotic costume masks to be tried upon one’s tiny head without flinching or twitching.

4. Ignore all about you—mostly guffawing anthros who appear to be tickled by the silliest things such as cats in costume.

5, Allow photo to be taken for link on The Tabby Cat Club Halloween Dress Up, Oct. 28.

6. Meditate on all things catlike, calm and curious as one should always be.

You know, I am always laughing out the window in Rome at those silly doggies dressed up in Burberry doggy-raincoats or little hand-knitted colored sweaters and, of course, you remember well that outfit the vet wanted me to wear when I had my “sex change”—that pink thing with four legs that had mama rolling on the floor, you remember (See blog called Spay Suits)?

So why do I allow these anthros to snap me in a…of all things…CAT MASK?

Because I like to humor them and because I sort of got off on being on the Tabby Cat Club list of kitties, even if I don’t have stripes.  WOW, just got an idea:

I’ll get mama to paint a white streak down my tail and I can go to the party as a SKUNK!!!!

Halloween is looking better to me…

Plus no one will bother me at the party, haha.