Spirits are with us year round not just at Halloween.
I think in panel 3 there’s a heart!
I cat sat a cat named Murgatroyd who could leap to the top of a open door. It was unnerving at first but I grew to love the little rascal.
And adding his scent for her delectation.
Thanks for that continuity! He did request a heating pad!
I hope that isn’t a call button on Wicket’s nicely padded perch?! He would drive the staff crazy!
I think the chickadees are asleep!
The chickadees adorning Queen Mag’s epaulettes are fluttering their wings in celebration!
Am I alone in having a smol wish that the mice could have had a crack at old grandpa scoundrel?
That is one very tired mouse! Poor Natasha! She thinks she’s too late. But I’ll bet my last gum ball that she’s not!