How very strange it was that, as soon as the tiny witch's hats came out this morning, three of the cats disappeared. That left Possum and Harris to try on the hats. Possum refused to have anything to do with them. He claimed he is still recovering from being our Designated Rodent Facsimile last winter (aka The Groundhog).
As for Harris, you can judge for yourself how happy he may be about Halloween:
I will post more photos if I can anything worth showing you. Don't hold your breath. But I would love to see Lion in a hat.
Last year, Toffee impersonated a fiery-eyed Pilgrim, so I'd like to give him another chance to express himself, too: