Even so, Ray still does enjoy carving pumpkins. This year, for the first time, he even tried a piece to see if maybe it was edible. Apparently, it wasn't.
Because I got caught up in totally redesigning my Halloween display this year, I completely forgot about a costume for Ray. He was off the hook until I realized that I needed a few more fake candles to put in the lanterns (so that there are no tragic accidents involving combustible trick-or-treaters). A quick trip to the store solved my candle problem and, as a bonus, solved the costume problem.
Ray was as thrilled as could be. He donned his headgear and we walked around the block to visit someone that we knew would have dog treats. Unfortunately, she wasn't home.
|What do you mean she's not home?|
|grumble grumble grumble|
|Are you sure this is ripe?|
|Here, let me knock on it for you. Let's see if it sounds hollow.|
|I think it sounds ok...|
|A new use for the cone of shame. |
A decoration that strikes terror into the hearts of dogs everywhere.