Last night was pretty exhausting, what with all the balancing on the back of broomsticks and trying not to fall off. Easier said than done, I can assure you. In the end, everything went fine, the moon was bright, I could see for miles, and it was fun sticking my tongue out at all the cats who didn’t go flying.
Today, I’ve got my eyes firmly fixed on terra ferma, the ground, it’s much safer. No more broomsticks until next year, I think I’ll stick to occupying this piece of furniture/Mini car for today.
I thought about dressing up in a costume last night, but really the best costume is my lovely black fur coat. Trick or Treat. Meow.