I’ve been dying for Halloween to arrive, so I could put the cats in their respective Halloween costumes (Wednesday – unicorn, Berlioz – bat). I’ve had the costumes planned out for months, and I knew this was going to be the best thing ever and they were going to love it, right?
Because what cat doesn’t love getting shoved into a costume while it’s owners huddle around it, giggling and snapping photos?
They look thrilled and not at all like we snuck up on them while they were sleeping and forced the costumes on while they remained in a half-daze. Once they caught on, their reactions varied. Berlioz thought it was no big deal, and laid back down to go to sleep like nothing happened.
Wednesday, on the other hand….
At the end of the day, I got my cats into the costumes and got a couple of photos to preserve the memories, which was really all I ever wanted.
I’m pretty sure they’ve already forgotten about the entire thing.