Except for the cat costumes - some of you can get away with this, others, well...not so much - this whole sugary, scary costume day doesn't make a lot of sense to a cat. Now, if you were going door to door for the equivalent of a nice kibble: a tagine, nice lamb stew, a good Barolo, heck, even pizza, I think we'd understand.
We used to have kids come by when we lived at the little house. But not here. What's up? Do you think the Adirondack mountain kids are smarter than other kids? Do you think they are staying home, instead of going out at night in rain, snow, and 30 human degree temps? Perhaps spending their time, instead, lobbying for chicken stew, a plate of steamy beets (cats love the small of beets), and a nice Barolo?
I got a bath today. That was scary for Alex. Me, I'm into a nice warm bath, a towel off, then apres bath in front of the stove fire with Boo.
We're staying home, drinking a little Bordeaux, and looking forward to some steaks from Essex Farm! Oh, and there is pumpkin pone for dessert...hopefully with a dollop of cream to share with the cat.
