I didn’t get a chance to do a costume. So that’s me, my 12-year-old psyche in the body of a 50-year-old. I’m busy as as the proverbial bee, finishing up a WIP, fighting lethargy from newly diagnosed Lymes Disease and underactive thyroid (so much for making fun of Oprah, dang). Still trying to think of how I can dress up the poor cat without annoying it beyond belief. Hope your Halloween is lots of fun! I’ll be in touch when I dig out.