By Carolyn Boston, October 31, 2019 — Today is Halloween. Memories flood my mind about experiences I had during the ghoulish holiday celebration. A friend of mine had two sphynx cats, Icky and Boogshie. She made Halloween costumes for the cats. She dressed one like a Hawaiian dancer complete with hollowed-out coconut shells for a bra, grass skirt, lei, and pikake flower for the cat’s head. (The flower was on a headband on the fur kid’s head). The second cat was dressed as a pirate—patch over the one eye, boots, pirate’s hat, and an accompanying sword! I’m telling this story because I saw the snapshot of the cats in their outfits. I wish I had [the pictures] to attach them to this page. The expression on the faces of the cats was hilarious. If they were able to talk, I would hear how much they hated being dressed up and how thoroughly disgusted they were. Both cats were scowling —their faces were locked in a frown very few humans could mimic. Tears of laughter started rolling down my face because I knew if those disgruntled cats could have beaten her up, they would have. It was a sight I’ll never forget. Remember, sphynxes don’t have hair! She was serious about the costumes the cats were in.
