Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Thursday, 2 October 2014
About a black cat on Halloween
This is my countdown to Halloween post. A bittersweet one. Last year, I had here, throughout the whole weeks leading to Halloween, maybe the animal most associated with Halloween: a black cat named Odin. The regular readers know about him, how he died and how devastated I was when we lost him. But for a few months, he was out cat and I had the happiness to celebrate last year's Halloween with him. My best Halloween in ages. Odin embodied Halloween: he was naughty, even devilish sometimes (in a good way) and gluttonous. Oh and very shadowy. However, witches disliked him. One witch anyway. Different even among black cats, because of distinctive left eye, all white because of a cataract, which gave him his name. I miss him a lot, now more than ever. Black cats have now bad reputation, but they used to be considered good luck. Odin certainly was good luck. If I ever adopt a cat again, it will have to be a black cat. And I had to mention Odin on at least one of my posts on the countdown to Halloween.