Black Hat/ Black Cat/ Black Bat

Mr Evil came into our lives when we finally moved into a place "big enough to swing a cat in". They called him "Evan" at the cat shelter. We called him lots of names, including "Ninja Puss", "The Black Death" and "You !@$%^**!!". His favourite party trick was to lie in wait behind some furniture then leap out to attack the first pair of unsuspecting ankles to walk past. He was very very smart and could get in and out of anything. He was the Ultimate Witch's Cat. He managed to put me, Mr Eyes and Doggo into hospital at various times. We loved him. He was family.
He is gone now, but there are times when I think I catch a glimpse of him, lurking in the shadows, keeping an eye on his people.


White Light/ White Heat
Crank up the volume, it's Lou's turn today.