Andy tries to look Halloweeny.
He was really embarrassed when the human proclaimed the last day of September Halloween earlier this year….!
Dougy says “Every day is Caturday!”
He isn’t much for Halloween, but he loves Caturday!
Andy’s minding his own business, being a very good boy, when…
…there is a clatter and a trail of destruction!
Andy is aghast! (No, I didn’t say he is “a cat”, though there is sufficient objective evidence to support that contention!)
It arrives in a fury! It rips at the very fabric of the ottoman: scritch-scratch-scritchity!
It slowly comes to a stop…! All that’s left is to assess the total destruction!
Or just call it what is: PURRICANE DOUGY! Keep on moving. Nothing to see here!
I got up at the usual 2:30 AM to feed Andy and Dougy. They insisted on it. Then I went back to bed.
“I’ll catch the news on television, then think about getting up for the day,” I thought. Then I went back to sleep.
OMG!
…and that dark presence is here again!
Out cold to the world. Dead asleep. You can’t wake the dead from their sleep.
“Ummm…. Mothra in flames! It’s almost 8:30!” Dougy sniffed me and woke me up. (No doubt thinking, “…if he’s dead, he’s meat!”)
[Shudder!]
I hopped right out of bed.
