Finally got over my indecision and called the scrapyard rescue kitties Witchy and Boo.
And as we approach Halloween, it occurred to me how few clothes there are for our feline friends out there - or maybe, just maybe, it's because you take your life in your (rather scratched) hands when you try to dress the cat up. Or at all.
The choice is endless for the dogs - this year we're thinking of a puggy Ewok and a Creature-From-The-Deep lab.
(Am not bonkers, pinky promise.)
Twice, in all my years of being the human-slave-of-cats have I managed to dress them up. And so I give you, Santa Bram and the Archangel Monty. You may thank my poor, lacerated paws later.