Stream of Consciousness Saturday is brought to you every week by Linda Hill. Check out her blog for the rules and the contribution of other bloggers.
This week’s prompt:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “starts with ‘m’.” Use any word that begins with the letter “m” as the subject or theme for your post. Enjoy!
Today’s post is brought to you by the letter M. (Thank you Sesame Street.)
The M word that popped into my mind is midnight.
When I was a little girl I had a cat named Midnight. She was beautiful, sleek and dark black as midnight – thus her name. She was predominately an outside cat. Very few people at the time ever kept animals as pets inside.
When we moved from the Valley to a nearby city, Midnight was left at my grandmother’s house. (Sad story ahead…) I will never forget the day my grandmother called me and told me she had to put my cat to sleep. The neighbor had a collie dog and he had sicced the dog on my cat and she was hurt and suffering. It was the first time I would ever know just how mean some people could be and the first time I knew there was a way to humanely kill an animal to end its suffering. My grandmother wept and so did I. At only seven years old, I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
Midnight is of course the witching hour. I have been thinking about what I want to write for a Halloween post. I like to write a fiction piece and I think I will also write about our Halloween celebration in the Valley. We never went trick-or-treating. I never knew there was such a thing until we moved away years later.
Nothing good ever happens after midnight.
I learned as I grew up, she was mostly right about that. Unless you are talking about Wolfman Jack and The Midnight Special that aired on Friday nights. Or maybe a little CCR.