How horrible. I never knew *blackies* were sacrificed for stupid Halloween pranks. I've learned something else today on PetTalk.

I take my kitties in back yard; and most of the time they explore and go back inside when I say so. I try to let them get their exploring in before dinner-time, so when I hit the dinner dishes they'll go back in on schedule. One time the Wilbur took off for four hours. I was a Wreck! A Wreck! A nervous, screaming, Wreck.

When he finally decided to come home - I don't know who was happier. He let me pet him all over, and I was able to determine he was not the worse for his adventure. It's been since last summer since that adventure. He's wanting out again; I keep trying to remind him he's better off indoors.

But those black kitties, they can escape when you least expect it.