|No, this was not his Halloween outfit (but it would have made a good one!). It's his hunting gear. No, that is not a hunting dog in front of him. Trooper doesn't mind when guns are shot around the yard, but let the neighbors shoot a gun a half mile away and he turns into a wimp. He is better now that he is loosing his hearing. It's not good to have a large outside dog trying to crawl under the ironing board when he gets scared. |
So how was Halloweening at your house. This year I learned...no candy. All other years I faithfully buy bags of candy and each year....faithfully no one shows up....and faithfully I eat the candy. I do miss that tradition. My scale doesn't. I do remember as a kid growing up in Iowa, it was such a big deal to go out trick and treating. One year I came home with a potato in my bag amonst the treats. That was disappointing...but I bet the person got a good laugh out of it.
Weather is still holding and another beautiful day! Wayne's chisel plowing and Shawn gets to haul liquid gold.