So this past week was odd but in a good way. First Dad told me we needed to get me an outfit for Halloween. What? He wants to play dress up with me? I am NOT into that sort of thing. The last time he tried to put something on me I was not impressed. I am not a toy Dad.
Reluctantly I loaded up in the car, which I was excited about and we went shopping. Now I like a good store that I can cruz around in and this time Dad took me to Katie’s Pet Depot which I LOVE. Oh the smells, toys and fellow friends. I got very excited and it was hard to contain myself.
Anyways, he made me try on these odd looking clothes. It was a hot mess because the sales person had to come over and help being the extra large size that I am.
First they tried to put a skunk costume on me and I vetoed that. It had pink ears and a tail. I don’t have a tail so why would I want to Velcro one on? I hated it so much that I got away from the lady and took off down the aisle. This only made Dad more furious chasing me with the stupid skunk costume on. The ears slid off and I looked like I had a skunk beard on my face.
Thank goodness they did not have the Raggedy Andy costume in my size because the red hair thing for my head would have made me CRAZY!
Finally he found a skeleton one that glowed in the dark. It was challenging with the headpiece but I dealt with it. My ears kept slipping out and the lady tied it in a bow. Needless to say I wore Dad out and I had to wear the costume home. I did not really care as my head hung out the window with a skullcap on.
But the real excitement happened later. I could hear all these little people outside moving around and I was anxious. What on earth could be going on? Next thing I know we were all going on an evening walk…what? That never happens.
I cannot even tell you how fun it was walking with all the peoples and kids. Of course my costume glowed and I was popular as I should be! All the kids wanted to pet me, and everyone liked my costume except one man who called me a “boney dog.” I just ignored his comment.
We even went to my friend’s houses across the street Ginger and Snowy and trick or treated. I got a few snacks and I loved it.
When we got home my Aunt Audrey came by and we had a good time. I was so tired after my evening out I just fell asleep in my costume. I had the best time and hopefully we can do that again but not with the costume, since I decided I’m really not a fan, especially the head part. I heard Dad mentioning Christmas time and if I was not good he might find me a reindeer outfit. He better not or else…
You have my heart felt sympathy on the costume gig. But to make you feel a little better, Dale Earnhardt Jr. wears skeleton gloves during his NASCAR Sprint Cup races…that makes you cool in my book, even though your dad is a dweeb for dressing you up for Halloween. 😉 What’s wrong with going as a dog? He will most likely want a picture with Santa Claus at CHRISTmas. Be sure to negotiate something home cooked for that gig.
Oh Perry! Come to New Jersey and we’ll give you treats without having to dress up!