Pyewacket, My Halloween Cat

This is my beautiful boy, Pyewacket. He is truly a Halloween cat, and here's why.

Last year (2007) on Halloween night, while I was giving out candy, my neighbor Cathy came over and asked me if I had seen a big black cat that had been running around the neighborhood for a couple weeks. She thought he had been dropped off by someone, and being a cat lover like I am, she was worried about him. We live on a busy street that runs alongside a major road. I hadn't seen him, but told her I would keep an eye out for him.

A little while later I heard something in the hydrangea bush next to my front porch. I turned, and there he was - the biggest black cat I had ever seen, with these amazing orange eyes - but he took off when I saw him. He was probably right there in the hydrangea when Cathy was asking me about him. After that, I was very worried about him, it being Halloween and all, so I put some food out on the kitchen porch before getting ready to go to my friend's Halloween party - dressed as a black cat, no less.

I got home from the party literally at the stroke of midnight. I went to open my basement door, and the cat came around the side of the house, scaring the bejabbers out of me. I said "Hi there!" and he just stood there. It was like he was saying, "Well, what are you waiting for? Here I am!" I scooped him up and brought him into the house. Then I fixed up the old coal cellar for him, giving him food and water bowls, blankets, and a litterbox. He stayed there for a couple days until I got him to the vet for a checkup.

I had to find a "Halloween-y" name for him, but I didn't like all the typical ones. I loved the movie Bell, Book, and Candle, so I named him Pyewacket after Gillian's cat.

Pyewacket is as nice as he is gorgeous, and he makes sure I remember to fill "his" special dish, the one he had in the coal cellar, every day by running in front of me down the stairs and leading me to it, then glaring at me. He is a wonderful addition to my menagerie.