Stop staring at me like that, god(s of darkness)dammit!
All squatting there in the shadows, tails twitching slowly back and forth like so many pendulums over a pit, silently judging me for the dearth of forthcoming final TGND Halloween post content treats. . . just like the staring green eyes of the otherwise unseen black cat lurking within the inky darkness on the front of this year's Halloween card Mizmstie and I sent out to the nieces and nephew!
Well if you and the kids are gonna stare into this here abyss, the abyss he is going to stare right back into you! Like so!:
How do you like them candied apples?
'Tis a treat hunting rendition of the cats, demanding sweet sugary tribute . . . or else!
Perhaps a closer peek, as we extend our shaking, candy-laden hands within biting distance for the bag drop:
BEWARE! Ply them not with toothbrushes nor boxes of raisins, lest ye incur the bloodthirsty wrath of Count Peanut-cula and endure the haunting yowls of the Bansh-Harv-ee!
Now piss off and leave me alone! If there's to be any fond fear-well posts for TGND's last ever October and All Hallow's Eve, I'm gonna need rest-in-peace and as-the-grave quiet around here!
You heard me, you infuriating fuzzballs -- SCAT !