It was a dark and stormy night…
“No it wasn’t. I mean, it was dark, but it’s always dark at night. That’s why it’s called ‘night.’ You don’t have to say it. It’s implied. If it’s a dark lunchtime, now that’s worth mentioning.”
“Benny, hush!”
“Also, it wasn’t stormy. It may have drizzled a little. But stormy?”
“Benny! This is the Halloween blog entry. By international statute, all Halloween blogs begin ‘It was a dark and stormy night.’ Even at the South Pole where there are only about six hours of darkness this time of year, all the cats begin their Halloween blogs that way.”
“Oh. Sorry. Go on.”
It was a dark and stormy night when Benny and I began to feel of the call of darkness. Wisps of fog trailed across the Shenandoah Valley as two intrepid cats streaked through the night searching, always searching for that ineffable something that comes of mystery…
“We were looking for Halloween costumes!”
Well, yes, we were looking for the ineffable mystery that comes of disguise. For Halloween we would be transformed, transfigured. Would the effect be wonderful or terror beyond telling? Who could tell?
“There’s this shop on just off of 81 and they kind of don’t know cats can sneak right in through an old air vent after they close.”
“Um, Benny, perhaps we’d better not mention that part. Er… …too many details… detract from the um… and our legal team did say…”
“Is there something in your eye? Oh, right… …you’re winking. Legal team. Gotcha.”
When we reached the site of transformation many strange and wonderful things began to occur. Our killer instincts reared there heads.
“I dressed up as a mouse and Freddy tried to hunt me.”
We came close to flight.
“Freddie dressed up as an angel with wings and everything, but he tripped when his halo slipped down over one eye.”
Yet nothing seemed to suit each turn of our delicately calibrated psyches.
“Or fit. These were human costumes.”
Then it struck us: What inspires awe? Brings Love? We knew what we would become. Nay! What we were.
“For Halloween, Freddie and I will be dressed as tuxedo cats.”
And it will be a dark and stormy night.
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