It was a last minute decision to take Puppy with us.
We were headed off-Cape to trick-or-treat with all the cousins, which meant leaving the dogs home alone for several hours. Since Puppy's operation she's been a little stir-crazy, and chewed up more than her usual amount of books... so we decided to spare our paperbacks by taking her along.
Which meant she needed a costume.
A quick trip to the Dollar Store remedied the situation. My Bumble Bee Bernard fit right in with the rest of the cousins...
Puppy had a real blast as we walked around the darkened neighborhoods and ran in all sorts of other dogs and ghouls and whatnot - she was like the Puppy version of extreme ADHD, and couldn't focus on any one thing. She kept pulling us from thing to thing - What's this? What's this? What's next? What's next?
At least today she is sleeping like a log. Or a very satisfied Bumble Bee Bernard.
A successful night of trick-or-treating for all.