Mom said I was going to be dressed up as Dracula, but instead, she tried to do this to me. It was fun for about, oh, 30 seconds. What is with the HAT?? Dogs don't do hats - we do bandannas or sweaters. But HATS? That's for cats, mum. ARGH. So I was a witch. whoop-eee.
Then I started resembling a drunk pilgrim, instead of a (ooo scary) witch.
And I didn't even get any treats, even though I threatened mayhem and madness. So much for Halloween. It was not a great holiday for the B-dog.
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