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The Curse of the Cairo Cat!
Introduced once again by Flurnston Boils, who needs extra cash for Halloween candy this year
For tonight’s tale of the supernatural, we have something with a happy ending — at least from my point of view — in a story I call Ears Looking at You, Kid.
“I would suggest you handle that statue more carefully” said the voice in the doorway. Algernon turned to see Catheter, the butler, glaring at him disapprovingly. “It does not take kindly to being mistreated.”
It was a cat, smoothly carved from the purest onyx, trimmed in diamonds, with fierce ruby eyes that glared at Algernon as he returned it to the mantel. But its most striking feature was its ears, formed from solid, glittering gold.
“Picked it up in Egypt, did he?” asked Algernon, referring to their absent host. “By the way, where is old Bingy anyway? Too stuffy to attend his own house party?”
“Master Binghampton is… not quite himself today, I’m afraid,” said the butler, and was gone.
Algernon took a last look at the statue. Its beauty seemed to fix him in place, but it was the ears, the way they reflected the light of the evening sun, that fascinated him the most. He rubbed them one last time — for luck, he told himself — and returned to his room. But the next morning…
Flurnston photo: Marcello il mostro, by akk_rus, licensed under CC BY 2.0
Links: Cat Chaos Captured
No, he likes ME best!
Grandfather goes viral for cat photoshoots that always end in chaos
Cheezburger, via Andrew Y.
Gotta catch ’em all!
Couple Has Traveled to 33 Countries Photographing Every Wild Cat Species
Nice News, via Elizabeth G.
Quite a handful!
Men Save 2 Baby Opossums, Now They Run On Their Shoulders
Cuddle Buddies / YouTube, via Karen F.
We’re a team.
Two Cats Left Together, Brother Makes Sure You Never Pet Just One
Love Meow, via Andrew Y.
And finally: Halloween on the Dog Bus
Andrew Y. takes us on a spooky trip.
Good morning! Happy Saturday! https://t.co/R59UMe5cI4
— The Beach From Florida (@BeachFrmFL) October 17, 2026
Tales of Tiny-toothed Terror!
With WQTE-TV horror host Flurnston Boils
Greetings, fright-finders. Uncle Flurnston has returned to haunt you with tales of the adorably macabre. Tonight, an enchanted pumpkin gets his first taste of life — and his last — in a story I like to call: A Carvin’ of Witch’s.
With each delicate flick of the enchanted knife in her ancient bony fingers, the old witch carved a face into the plump round pumpkin. But the witch wasn’t merely adding eyes, nose and mouth — summoning the dark power of the ancient mystic arts, she was granting the pumpkin the spark of life itself.
And within a few moments, the once lifeless gourd blinked its hollow eyes in amazement. “I’m alive!” exclaimed Jack (for what else would one name a talking pumpkin?) “How grand to be in the land of the living! But why have you summoned me here?”
“Tonight is Halloween,” explained the old crone as she placed Jack onto the floor, “and you shall occupy an esteemed place in the evening’s festivities: greeting the little ones when they visit for their annual treat.” In a moment, Jack could hear the pitter-pat of little feet approaching. Children! he thought. What fun!
“Thank you for this wondrous gift, kind woman,” said Jack. “I owe my life to you — and to your magical skills at carving.” At that, the witch grinned and a mischievous twinkle came to her eye. “Actually,” she said, “the carving isn’t quite finished… yet.“
(Flurnston photo: Marcello il mostro, by akk_rus, licensed under CC BY 2.0)