Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Halloween Whimsey


Witches, bats, pumpkins, black cats, all in a good days hallows eve. Don't get me wrong, I don't endorse the superstition of black cats bringing bad luck. I had my own black cat once named Poncho. I love cats. Cats are truly creatures to be proud to have as friends, even revered. Anyone who would harm a cat is truly evil, not the cat.

But I couldn't resist a little traditional imagery of Halloween on some pieces in clay, just for fun. Halloween images remind me of trick or treating, of costumes and cool fall evenings, reading scary books or seeing scary movies, and roasting marshmallows around a bonfire; all the while telling ghost stores and being scared of what lurks in the dark.


I've run out of the terra cotta clay, so the bowl has a small dip in the rim on one side of it. But I figure a spoon can rest there and not slide around in the bowl. That got me to thinking about bowls in general and I'm working on a pattern for a bowl with a built in handle and a pouring spout, having seen one in plastic which I thought was convenient to use.

Remember my black cat Poncho, well he and my cat Cisca, a white cat I later got as a friend for him, disappeared one night on Halloween in the 1980s when I lived in the (San Francisco) East Bay. I was worried sick someone had done something to them as a prank on Halloween. Three days later they both came home. Those were three long days.

Months after that I found out a pilot in the neighborhood had come home and was cleaning his van and my two cats had gone in the van out of curiosity. Later he didn't see them in there and locked his van. When he came home again three days later and opened the van the two cats shot out of the van like lightening. Luckily the East Bay had mild weather so they made it through the ordeal without any food and water for three days and three nights. I was so happy when they returned home. They've both since gone to cat heaven.


Bet you thought I was typing these posts? Looks like Betty my cat is typing, doesn't it? So please spread the word cats are good, even black cats.

10 comments:

  1. I have dogs, but I have been had by a cat;-)

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  2. Hi Lori, I'm had by three cats.

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  3. Hi Lori, there is something going on with your blog I can't find the comments button and the photo is squished in the corner, maybe it's my browser? I'll try to email you.

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  4. I've also been had by three cats! I think cats love their Halloween role and have fun playing with us humans.

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  5. i love, love, love halloween and your new halloween bowl and tray are really cool.
    in the past i have had a dog and loved her to pieces... but my lifestyle now is better suited to cats. we have 2 black cats and one mackerel tabby. i wish ours traveled as well as your do.

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  6. Hi Kittie, thanks, I think you are probably right about that, they have us trained really well.

    Hi Michele, thanks, yes it is easier with cats than dogs, although the kitty litter part isn't easy, need to train them to use the toilet and flush and then it would be perfect. Only problem with them traveling is they like to scratch and that is my fault for not training them well in the first place. oh and the cat hair.

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  7. Cute shot of your cat!! I love your Halloween pieces :o) how fun!!

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  8. Hi Cindy, thanks, hope you are doing well up in Alaska. Betty sits by the computer all the time, she is a really good cat and great company for me.

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  9. I do worry about cats at Halloween, especially black ones. There are some wicked people out there.
    If your cats had been in his van for 3 days, I'm sure they left some long remembered odors.
    Glad the story had a happy ending.

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  10. Hi Patti, thanks, actually he told he he had one of those naugahyde bean bags in the back and they only used that so when he got home he just took it out and washed it off with the hose and put it back in the van and everything was fine. Kind of amazing when you think about it. I didn't learn of where they had been for the three days till about six months and he happened to run into me and tell me. So the mystery of where they were was solved months later. Pretty cool, huh!

    Oh and I dated him briefly after that too, but that's another story.

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