Here it is the morning after the night before. Everyone is still intact. 2 dogs, 2 kids, 1 husband gone to work, 1 house and 10 pumpkins. Whew. Oh, and another honourable mention would be the ultimate in downpour.... so glad I am looking at it this morning. The prize of the night goes to the black jeweled cat. She lost an earring (actually a dollar store plastic bracelet, that came with a case load of similar jewelry from her friend) that I had attached to her cat costumed ear. And worse, her bag broke. Halloween was over as far as she was concerned. It's a good thing I had a strong hold on that special bag of treats at the magical moment of impact... how does that saying go again... right "shit hit the fan".... except in a chocolately sort of way. I think she even made her make believe velvety black fur fly. Really. Luckily a spectator from a doorway witnessed the brief event... while her favourite aunt and myself quickly agreed that an intervention was required....STAT. A plastic bag was produced, and the bag of treats remained all in one place. The favourite aunt (that likes to shop and buy her niece girly things) of two boys helped to conclude the episode by calming this felines fur by reminding her that she is the mother of two boys... and they don't wear bracelets...
Fireworks went according to schedule...
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