Snack Time.

I wonder if my chub brother left a few morsels in the food bowl. I'm in the mood for some nibbles before taking a nap.



Otherwise, I'll have to go meow at Mom for some of my secret bro-free food. She's very good about giving me some any time I ask.

I See You, Mom.

Unfair.

My mom wouldn't let me go to the Natural History Museum for the Mercury transit watch party today. She never lets me do anything fun.



How mean is that?

Just Like Mom.

I was going to do something, but I forgot what.



I learned that from my mom!

Excuse Me.

I'm about to give myself a bath now.



Could you do something else until I'm done?

I Was Ready.

I know my mom was easing into the time change because for a few weeks now our dinners got later and l–a–t–e–r and l—a—t—e—r. So I was already adjusted to the new dinnertime.



Which is more than I can say for some orange and white chub around here, who yips for food no matter what time it is because Bast knows he's wasting away to zip.

No Halloween Spirit: Elliott.

This is how I'm spending today. Mom didn't even bother me with the pumpkin head. Besides, you know what else today is? It's the last day of Bat Week!



Mom and I are both celebrating that, being the old bats we are.

Stay safe tonight, everybody.

Halloween Spirit: Izzy.

Can I eat this thing?



It's a pumpkin, isn't it? I could eat a pumpkin.

Halloween Spirit: Ivan.

I'm supposed to wear this pumpkin head? Pfft.



Anybody can see it's a toy.