Festive for (Black) Friday

Woohoo! Black Friday! So I actually love Black Friday. I love that it’s the kick off for the Christmas holiday season, spending time with family and hitting the stores for some good old fashioned shopping (although I am NOT one of those people who is up at 4 am. I want to sleep in and have some coffee and bagels before facing the masses).

But the real reason I love Black Friday is that it’s the day we adopted Friday the kitten in 2008. He was only a few months old at the time, and he was the last of his litter to be adopted from the Humane Society. The volunteers told us that they had a hard time adopting out black cats because of the superstition that they’re bad luck. We were having none of that. When I held the little kitten and he attacked the collar of my pea coat with his cute little kitten teeth I knew he was the perfect little cat.

Fast forward a few years.

I still love my cat, and I still celebrate him every year on Black Friday. But he is a TROUBLEMAKER. Of course you’ll see him featured on Caturday, but he’s also “helpful” outside of the sewing room. A few examples.

Friday helping to celebrate my 30th birthday by attacking the ribbon that my birthday balloon was on. Poor Frank the Flamingo didn’t have a chance and was bouncing along the ceiling within a day of coming home.