Well, mama dressed me up as an owl. Happy H-owl-oween!!!
Plus, you’ve seen me in my cat mask already…
Well, Halloween today but tomorrow is All Saints Day or in French, la toussaint and the day after that, All Souls Day, on which families gather privately to remember their dead relatives—a day on which squabbles and tensions are usually put aside for shared memories, a nice lunch or dinner, and a visit to cemeteries to put chrysanthemums on graves of loved ones. Or even unloved ones…since every family has at least one, no?
You know, on that subject, it’s interesting about anthros. They all seem to feel that they have the right to be happy all the time, every minute of every day, all day long (a little like kitties, right?), but everyone has a bad day every now and again and anthros don’t always agree with one another about every subject on earth.
I mean let’s not even get into the Palestinians and Israelis!
Let’s just stick with families, whose gatherings can hold unsaid or unseen tensions and just when one thinks it will all turn out well, bammo! An argument starts or a disagreement or a child is unruly and all hell breaks loose.
BUT…I’m sure it’s probably rare in most cases. I certainly know a lot of sweet, kind families who enjoy one another’s company and get together because they like to, not because they have to.
So on All Saints Day, I hope all of you out there, religious or not, are able to say to one another how sorry you are that there have been losses in your lives and because you share that loss, the glue that binds you to your family members will be strengthened. Goodness, knows we have had, in this family, several losses over the year of friends and family that created large holes in our lives and I am hoping to help patch those up with mama and papa by just being a warm body and available when needed.
Mama is not religious but she is spiritual and she tells me that all of those who leave one’s life never ever leave one’s heart or memory.
Someday, if you are able, you might visit the famous cemetery in Paris:
The most famous cemetery in France is the Père-Lachaise in Paris and is well worth a visit during La Toussaint, or at other times. Established by Napoleon I in 1804 and located in Paris’ 20th arrondissement, the Père-Lachaise is one of the most visited cemeteries in the world, and the final resting place of many famous people, including Honoré de Balzac, the French novelist; the Polish composer, Frédéric Chopin; Jim Morrison, the American singer with the Doors; and Oscar Wilde, the Irish writer.
I wonder if there is one for famous kitties and doggies? Hmm…
A lovely site to visit is:
You look very sweet in your outfit 🙂 Pawkisses 🙂 <3
I replied but it doesn’t show on my wordpress. I love the name of your blog! And I just visited you there. Beautiful kitty.
The ones you love who have passed on are always with you in your heart…
And you kitties have big hearts so there’s lots of room!
I agree with your mama, they never leave your heart. It’s nice to come together to remember those that have passed on and share memories.
It’s so nice to have a heart full of sweet memories. Thank you for commenting.
We never forget our loved ones! They are always in our heart.
Especially that great kitty you lost this year…
Well weez not visit cemeteries. Mommy sez da dead ain’t there and she ain’t gunna go stand over dirt and sweat. As fur furmily, mommy’s furmily dusn’t like cats or her. They already tell peeps she’s dead, so no visitin’ them eever. MOL But fur those who do, pawsum. Have a gweat time.
Luv ya’
Dezi and Lexi
WELL, mommy’s family can just go FLY A KITE!!! How rude they must be and yes, mama goes to cemeteries to read the history there, not to get too much into the dirt and sweat….
We think you are an adorable owl!!!
Wait until you see my costume for Easter…oh, boy. These anthros are WEIRD folk, and thank you for your nice words.
Your Mama is very smart. Our loved ones are always with us even if they have passed.
That is so true, and thank heaven for that. What sweet memories we can have…