Reminiscing with and about witch cats

Christmas doesn't have to be the only holiday season during which one is nostalgic.  Here are Sammy and a witch cat recalling bygone Halloweens earlier this month:

Sammy had just finished saying, "I tell ya, witch cat, kittens today don't appreciate Halloween the way I did when I was younger.  I have yet to meet a kitten with a calico sister like mine who, through sheer force of will, could confer with witch cats to carry out any spell she desired."

"She was a dedicated collaborator," the witch cat agreed.  "Once the other witch cats, Rosie, and I hammered out a spell, we knew it would be executed as planned.  Things haven't been the same these last three years without her.  We're thankful for the memories, though."  Here's one such memory from 2006:

"Rosie was always concerned about security when we discussed our spells," the witch cat continued.  "She'd check the pumpkin patch frequently to make sure no interlopers were listening to our plans."

Such is the way of a dedicated, collaborative calico.  Here's hoping the enjoyable Halloween memories from your life will come back to you tonight and in future Halloweens.

Who will answer the door this Halloween?

If you don't feel up to greeting trick-or-treaters this Halloween, witch cats might be willing to handle it for you.  Here are three witch cats waiting for the doorbell to ring in 2005.  When trick-or-treaters rang the bell, the witch cats flew over to the door, opened it, and doled out candy:

Steppin' out in style for Halloween

2003: Witch cats posing in their finest Halloween garb.

Considering they're wearing their most flattering hats and pumpkins, I don't doubt that these three witch cats will rake in the treats this Halloween.

A linguistic irritant XXIII

When recalling something he'd said to a student, a former high school teacher would always say, "My statement to them was..." I often felt like responding, "What's wrong with saying, "I said," or "I replied?"

Can't fool someone who worked here

At my previous sports data gathering job, a former employee called in his team's game stats. 

"I'm apprehensive about talking to you," I joked.  "After all, you know us for what we are."

"A quality organization," he deadpanned.  "Nothing wrong with that."

Truth in advertising? X

Per the directions, it's time for me to chew two of these One-A-Day vitamins...

...To balance things, I'll probably learn that these twice-baked potatoes were only cooked once.

Feeling down?

Witch cats are sympathetic listeners, as Sammy discovered in this photo from 2014.