This Halloween-themed pet trick or treating post is brought to you as part of a sponsored post for Collective Bias® and Sheba Cat Food. All thoughts are my own work.
Halloween’s not so bad with Sheba Cat Food
You know how people start off public speaking with “I’m so glad to be here today“…well I’m not. My name is Wally. I’m the house cat. And I’m not happy to be here today. I prefer to lounge in the sun and taunt the dog. Not spend my day talking to you. Remember Grumpy Cat? Well I am a high supporter of his anti-social sentiments. But mom, Amber as you know her, threatened me that I couldn’t have any more ‘lap time’ or any more Sheba cat food if I didn’t cooperate and talk to you today. So I’m here. But that doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it.
So Halloween is coming up apparently. I’m not thrilled. All the kids running to our door. Begging for candy. The dog being annoying with his excitement to see the kids and trying to lick them all. And all those sticky fingers trying to pet me! No thank you.
And then my mental owners and their crazy notion that I have to have a costume. Really? What makes humans think putting uncomfortable fabric wrapped around our bodies with the use of Velcro that pulls out our hair is a good idea? What happened to the good old days when pets could keep their dignity? Apparently we look “cute” in the costume according to all the squeals, giggles and “Oos and Ahs” from our owners.
Wow, look at me in that hat! I’m looking pretty good. Hey ladies! Wanna hang out with me? I like cuddles. And I’m quite handsome if I say so myself.
Wait…what were we talking about? Oh yeah…Halloween and stupid costumes….
I often spend my days hanging out in the front window as the look out. I keep my eyes closely trained, watching out for those kids coming to our door begging for candy. When I see them coming I run and hide. I’m not going to be caught off guard this season! After-all I am the sheriff in town this year. Mom even got me the sheriff hat for my required costume this year.
As far as costumes go, it’s the best one they’ve tried yet. Unlike the headless horsemen that thankfully I’ve become too fat to wear. Or the tux suit collar I have hid from Mom and Dad that tickled my neck. No, this year I only have to put up with a ridiculous western hat. I act as though it’s too heavy and continually give a pitiful look as though it’s too much to lift my head. I think I almost got Mom convinced I’m unable to move at all while it is on my head. But shhh, don’t tell her it’s all a ploy to get it off my head.
About the only good thing I have to look forward to with Halloween is that Mom and Dad get me treats! Being one of the kids, I do get a little extra spoiling. Even if I have to put up with the obnoxious costumes and the sticky fingers on the terrifying toddlers. At least I get treated royally for a few days.
They can’t just grasp the idea that I don’t care to go trick or treating. But they dress me up anyway and pretend to take me around the house trick or treating. But at each station I get a treat. So that’s something.
My favorite this year was the Sheba station. No really this was actually quite good. The best idea the parents have had yet! Mom went to Walmart to pick up some Sheba Cat food. And they were even on sale for $0.50 a can, and with Buy 6, Get 1 Free coupon found on the Sheba website, Mom was able to pick up 7 cans of Sheba Cat food for my own personal Halloween treating.
I even forgot to act as though the sheriff hat was atrociously killing me! It was quite tasty and I couldn’t help it!
I even gave up on the nice plate Mom gave me and dived right into the can! I think they must have spiked it. That’s so out of character. I think I was drugged.
At the end of the torturous Halloween pet party, I suppose it wasn’t as bad as previous years. I think Mom and Dad are finally cluing in. And I did quite enjoy the delicious Sheba cat food. I think I might even put up with the Santa hat at Christmas Time if that means I get more of this delicious cat food!
But don’t you go getting any ideas. Us cats really don’t like the costumes. Even if we lower our standards and adorn a shameful costume for a few moments in exchange for some Sheba! It’s called blackmail. But as I have yet to get the police in our area to take me serious of the crimes I’m being subjected to, I will continue to shame myself for a taste of some Sheba cat food.
If you are going to torture your cat this year for some Halloween Cat Trick or Treating, you better be picking up some Sheba cat food. You can learn more on the Sheba website, on Facebook and on Twitter.
No, I’m serious. Pick some up for your poor cats! I’m the sheriff in town and I’m watching you! This is my serious face.
Are you a crazy owner and dress up your pets for Halloween?
Which flavor Sheba Cat food are you using as bribery?
I quite like the chicken flavor, what flavor of Sheba Cat food does your cat like best?