Last night mom dressed me up in my new dragon outfit.  I do not like to wear hats, but I leave the dragon hood on my head because I like to dress up.  I played in the kitchen with Heather and Brian until it was dark.  Then Heather gave me a pretty little bag and we went out into the night.  Mom and Heather kept saying “Trick”.  I cant say “ck” yet, but I can stay “tri”.  So we practised saying “tri”.

Then the strangest thing happened.  We walked right up to a house I have never been to and knocked on the door.  People came and I was so surprised, I forgot how to say “tri”.  They gave me Play Dough.  Mom says its not for eating, but I am not totally convinced about that.

After that, we went right up to another house and the same thing happened.  Except this time the people gave me a teething biscuit.  Mom let me eat that right up once we got home.  We did this two more times, except those people gave me very shiny packages that Mom will not allow me to have.  I consider this very unfair, but I have already moved on to other matters.

The whole affair was a bit confusing, but I like my dragon outfit and other people seem to like it as well. Mom says I can dress up in it all the time, but we will not go “trick or treating” until next year.  She thinks Halloween should be like leap years and occur only every 4 years.

Thank you Aunt Tivona for getting me such a cute and comfortable costume.  And thanks to Heather for living amongst people who think to have teething biscuits and play dough for treats. What a great world I live in.  Mom says, I am very blessed.

Pictures are forthcoming…