So now I have my own slinky black cat. That probably makes me a witch. Good. I won't be a cruel witch, but for all those who cross my path on a very wrong foot, beware, because the night skies dumped a black cat on me. And I am so thankful. I think I needed (selfishly) another four feet in the house. It's difficult to explain, but cats are so much love in feline persona. So now I need a broom, potions, and a crystal ball. I'll get around to that, and it's almost Halloween. Come to it, maybe Bagheera is a sign from the heavens. Whatever, I'm going to make sure he has five star accomodation food and service. I am just thinking who on my hit list is going to be turned into a toad. Hmmmm I am spoilt for choice really, Malta doesn't need many toads. But maybe one here and there......
