Ask Morris: How Do You Plan to Celebrate Halloween?
If it were up to me, Halloween would be just another day filled with napping between meal-times and curling up in my human's lap at night. But the family tends to have other ideas. Last year, they dressed me as a T-Rex, and I must say it did make me feel fierce. This year, I'm dropping hints for a shark costume. Showing off my teeth. Arching my back like a fin. They'll catch on.
While Halloween may bring out my playful side, at the end of the day, I'm happy I don't have to hunt down my food like a real shark. I'll take a dish of 9Lives® Hearty Cuts With Real Beef & Chicken In Gravy over an exhausting pursuit any day. Talk about a treat, and one I don't even have to knock on doors to get! The kids can keep their Halloween candy.
Speaking of candy, however, I admit, I do like watching the small humans in their costumes, holding out their bags for a treat. Imagine having to beg. Such amateurs. I monitor the humans as they hand out goodies to the trick-or-treaters who come to our house and keep watch to make sure none of the little ghouls on our doorstep turn out to be real monsters, if you know what I mean. But, if they do, the withering side-eye they'll get from me will melt their candy. What a "trick" that would be!
The best part of the evening is when our own little humans return from trick-or-treating. We all take off our costumes, the kids get into their pajamas, and we all settle on the living room rug, where they sort through their haul while watching a scary movie. Of course, I stay close—obviously to keep the kids from getting too scared — and maybe I'll even bat around one of those shiny wrappers to lighten the mood. I stretch out beside them and purr myself to sleep while they take turns petting me with sticky, candy-coated hands. I'll have to give myself an extra thorough bath after they go to bed, but I suppose sacrificing my coat to their holiday ritual is the charitable thing to do.
Frankly, it's all rather exhausting, but it's only one day. When it's over, I get back to my glorious nap schedule, and all is right with the world.
Okay, humans: What do you put your cat through on Halloween? And how much does he secretly love it? Dish below.