So today was an auspicious, if not greatly belated, occasion: we mailed out our Halloween cards. For those of you who are new to this blog (so, like, maybe one person; hi, new person!), every year, Bill and I wrangle our tabby named McQueen and photograph her in the midst of random Halloween shenanigans. In the past, she’s played a witch, frolicked through a makeshift pumpkin patch, and doubled as both Renfield and Dracula. Seriously, that sentence actually looks more insane than I thought it would, but hey, it’s who we are and how we hang out with our cat.
Anyhow, this year’s theme (other than profound despair at the state of the world) is Twin Peaks. Which is probably appropriate since the David Lynch universe is pretty well slathered in existential unrest. And McQueen is pretty well slathered in it too…
Now we used to plan more elaborate costumes for McQueen, but after drawing her ire a few years ago for that aforementioned Renfield getup (we tried to tell her it wasn’t a real straitjacket, but she just wouldn’t listen), we’ve decided to go with more elaborate setups instead. Then we just leave her to sort of walk around the set and preen as she sees fit. If you ask Bill, he would say that this is the same approach he uses whenever he photographs me.
Speaking of which, for those keeping track at home, yes, this background setup is indeed the same one we used for my Twin Peaks photo shoot last month. In our house, we’re nothing if not multi-taskers. Not that McQueen is impressed with our multi-tasking… or anything else about us for that matter. Observe her excitement at the arrival of her card:
As you can see, she can barely contain herself. Secretly, I think she’s very resentful. “I should already be an internet star,” McQueen says, as she quietly blames her poor PR machine (i.e. me). Sorry, Mac.
At any rate, even if McQueen wasn’t happy with the cards, I was. Here’s a close-up of the front…
… and the inside!
For those of you who can’t get enough weird cat pictures, I’ve included a few more from the photo shoot below. Also, fun fact: cats apparently hate chevron! It must confuse their little cat eyes, because during the shoot, McQueen could not make sense of the pattern. She just stood off to the side, glaring at it. From what I’ve learned about perception in my psychology training (as in, just enough to adequately bluff my way through many a lecture), not only might it be the contrast of the two colors, but it also might be that she saw the black not as the duct tape that it was, but as holes in the floor. Here she is looking very, very suspicious.
Fortunately, McQueen could be talked into stabbing me in my sleep in her never-ending pursuit of food, so once we put some treats on the set, she was up there in the spotlight in no time. Granted, she still wasn’t super jolly about it, but her “Are we done yet?” expression certainly made for a fetching picture!
Also, for anyone wondering who the fourth name on the inside of the card is (once more, maybe that one new person to the blog; hello again!), that’s Rose of Sharon, our second cat, a pretty little calico who is more than a little uneasy about having her photograph taken. Maybe it’s the flash; maybe it’s the uncomfortable possibility of internet stardom. Either way, we don’t pressure her, instead allowing her to remain in the shadows, lurking like a good little Halloween beastie should. We did manage one quick image of her during the shoot before she scurried off to hide elsewhere in the house.
And in what might have been my favorite moment of the photo shoot, there was one brief instant in which Rose of Sharon came back into the room to investigate. By that point, McQueen was enjoying her time in the spotlight, and the notion of sharing her Twin Peaks set with anyone else was apparently abhorrent to her. Consequently, here’s her epic side eye at Rose:
Don’t worry, McQueen; you’ll always be the real star of the 60 Days of Halloween.
So that’s our blog for today! Head on back here tomorrow; I should (or more like might) have another ridiculous post for your reading displeasure!