All Hallows Eve. A moonless sky. It’s near midnight. Deep, dense fog settles over the murky marsh. Something whooshes overhead as it cackles with laughter. Suddenly…Hazel’s Hat falls out of the sky, landing at your feet!
Climb inside the roomy hat for comfort, curl up on the plump, soft cushion (removable/reversible)
Super soft fabric, soft yet bendable hat keeps its shape
Cats magically disappear inside; reappear later. Don’t freak out. It fell off the Good witch.
