OK, so guess who saw me out on the balcony and started wailing?
Yup, Miss Tortiepants.
So of course, I had to go down and give her a lap and lots of petting.
@@-> self.
She's now on the stoop, staring up at my balcony. Dude, bring your kid, I'll kidnap you both and subject you to all sorts of feline torture take you to a vet in a car and get you all fixed up and find homes.
OK, I'm heading home to take Annabel out for tricks and treats.
Sadly, my wife is leaving my people-hating self alone AGAIN to hand out candy. I don't want to deal with people knocking at the door asking for sugar.
Did I mention that I hate Halloween? Or is that verboten here?
Anyway, there will be pictures of Annabel the Cat up in a couple of hours.
We ran through 4 bags of candy by 7:30 and shut up shop.
Our local park read a scary book about green pants by Dr. Seuss. Here are some assembled cuties: [link] and our cutie: [link]
Then we trick or treated on our block only. Evie enjoyed the fruit of her labors: [link] and [link]
Oh, so cute - and I love the look of rapt attention on her face listening to the story.
and our cutie
Bunny Casper!
t dies from cute...
Oh my goodness the little cutie-pies! Little bunny!
Cutiehead Buffista Babies!
I'm hoping there won't be any kids lurking around my house when I get home. I think I'll just grab a bag and go to the gym.
Poor Emma, only allowed to wear pink.
On Prison Break:
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Not Marilyn!!!!!!
I love the look of rapt attention on her face listening to the story.
As opposed to the girl next to her, who looks doubtful/jaded.
Casper = Teh Cute.
Pink Cthulhu = Cutely Frightening. No, really. I swear! I cower before her pink frighteningness....