Halloween Honeys

I’ve never hung up the cat&mouse ON HALLOWEEN in the ten years since Wilson was injured…until TODAY! I just couldn’t seem to do it, in light of this day having been the anniversary of the last day Wilson was fully himself. Ten years ago HE had hung up the cat himself…for the last time. He had just finished a drawing for Kevin Webster’s birthday surprise, and we took it to Folsom Street to have Kathleen scan it. Wilson was wearing his brand new wolf mask all the way there, window down, sticking his head out at frightened children in the Mission. It had already been been a really happy morning together, and I was enjoying his glee…about being finished with the drawing on schedule, and it being one of his favorite holidaze. We were in great spirits. The following day, November 1, 2008 he was injured, and our worlds changed forever.

Rena

Today, Wilson’s caregiver, Rena, dressed up as a baby in order to embarrass her 9-year-old son at his school Halloween party. I loaned her Wilson’s striped sock monkey, and my fuzzy slippers. I think she will succeed in her perverse goal even without a giant pacifier hanging around her neck! She is a very funny woman, with a delightfully sick sense of humor.

Kitty pumpkin

The kitty pumpkin was from Doug&Heather, our upstairs neighbors.

with the dead cat, and the graffiti garbage can which is now a work of art, I believe our Halloween presentation is complete.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!