No animals were hurt in the making of this Halloween murder scene.
We have so much fun at Halloween. Maybe because it is just a fun time, no need to cook and bake and worry about family or presents or going to visit people. Here at the zoo, we love the fall and everything that comes with it. Though it is the dying off of the crops and the going to sleep of the plants and the earth, it is a magic time for us. We really enjoy being wrapped in layers and having a crackling fire to warm our bones. Though the cold has started to affect us all, because we are not puppies anymore, it still holds a freshness that makes us feel alive.
Harvest time makes me feel thankful for having food on my table and being able to provide for my family; flesh and fur and fins. Have you heard about the Teal Pumpkin Project? It helps raise awareness for people who have food allergies (like me) so that everyone can partake in Halloween. Have you ever thought about the child with peanut or milk allergies who can’t participate? Please think about having toys or alternative treats. If you want more information about the Teal Pumpkin Project go to FARE – Food Allergy Research & Education. We give out eyeballs and spiders and other fun things in a separate bucket from regular candy. I give the goblins a choice when they come to the door.
This is Charles. I want to let you know that none of these cats understand that everything is mine. The people are mine. The bed is mine. Every chair and every pillow is mine. I don’t understand why the humans get mad at me when I growl and let those cats know that they need to back off and stay away from my things. What is wrong with these silly cats? When you are a PomChi the whole family needs to understand that you are in control! So back off and listen to me, already. Why doesn’t anyone listen to me? Grrrrr.
There has been a lot of fighting and fussing over the new cat post that our nice neighbor dropped off because their cat was not interested in it. Well, the zoo cats sure are. Everyone wants to take possession, but it seems like Noel, the Christmas cat, has mostly made it hers. That deep scratch on her nose might mean that someone else wanted to be king or queen of the mountain, but clearly, this throne is hers.
The Muffin Man. Yep, that was his name. We called him “Muffy” or “Muffin.” He came with that name. You know how there are just some cats that clearly capture your heart forever. That was him. The ambassador of catliness. The definitive orange cat. The coolest of cats.
DogDaz Zoo 