Halloween at Reed’s

Our lifetime total of kids looking for a “trick or treat” stands at 0.  Living behind a gate and down a long, dark, steep driveway is often pleasant, but the drawback is a total lack of urchins begging for candy their mothers will promptly confiscate and dole out over time.

Wanting to have some fun, we went up to Benicia to our friend Reed’s house.  She promised horde of kidlings searching for candy, and a bowl of lobster bisque.  Who could resist?  Her house was decorated for the event, and I spent 20 minutes trying to get the candles to stay lit.


Reed dressed up for the event, and looked spectacular in the candlelight and twilight combined.


There were no kids.  Okay, maybe 8, total.  Each one got enough Kit Kat bars to cause diabetes, and a few Reese’s peanut butter cups to seal the deal.  Still, we had fun, because we had dogs in costumes to entertain us.


Reed with Claudia and Elmer.

The Halloween Superstore didn’t have costumes for pets, but a kindly 13 year old girl told me Target was the place.  No, I have no idea what the black and white wings adorned with spider and web are supposed to represent, but it looks good on the little girl and it was the only thing that fit.  Elmer tolerates his wings, but refuses to get up and walk as long as the tutu is attached to him.  Wise dog.

Reed likes Claudia almost as much as we do.

Elmer tries hard to be distinguished and mature, which is hard when you have a silly costume forced upon you.


Gail doesn’t really get into the spirit of things like Halloween.  She just wanted to sit on the porch and hold her dog.  It looks like a plan to me.


We enjoyed our lobster bisque, ate a bit of candy, watched a few kids and were home early.  The doggie costumes went into a costume box for next year.  A good time was had by all.


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