Halloween

The number of trick-or-treaters I had come by last night was, comparatively speaking, pretty high. About 19:30 the president of my homeowner's association, his wife, and their son showed up. It was pretty cute. The kid (who cannot be two-years-old) rode in the wagon, pulled by his Daddy, while his Mommy did the actual Trick-or-Treating.

He was dressed as a little puppy and provided some of the best entertainment of the night. Saga approached the wagon to see what was in it and sniffed at the creature riding in the big, red, radio flyer. When the kid moved, Saga jumped. She beat a hasty retreat and hid behind the nearest human that she could find. This was Michael's wife who Saga also didn't know.

I had moved over to the wagon to get a better look at the costume. It really was pretty cute! Saga, realizing that she had mad a tactical error, hiding behind a stranger - looking for protection, slinked from her hiding place and cautiously slipped out the gate and behind me (nervously eyeing the wagon as she slipped by). She then refused to go anywhere near it.

What a stalwart defender of the homefront she turned out to be! Sure, she'll bark at those darn squirrels that seem to be intent on invading her territory, but let her come up against a toddler in a puppy costume!

That was it, one visitor. Good thing I didn't go out of my way to actually buy candy or anything. We did have a nice sunset though!

I hope you weren't too spooked by your visitors last night!

Don Bergquist - 01-November-2005 - Lakewood, Colorado