It's November 1. Thank you for all the great Hallo-week comments!
Your reward: a very short story!
The Dogs of All Hallow's Eve
(Featuring Gwyn the border collie and Rocco the pug)
Trees stripped bare stretched toward the full moon as Gwyn and Rocco waited.
With patient eyes and wagging tails they donned their costumes,
transformed into a creature from below and the world's most dangerous pug.
Flickering candles gleamed within the jack-o-lanterns on the doorstep.
And then...doorbell! Devil Gwyn and Karate Rocco run to the door, instantly becoming the highlight of our household - better even than the candy.
And so it went on as dozens of children appeared at the door: the classics - fairies, witches, Death himself, to the current - Batman, Spiderman, Optimus Prime, G.I. Joe. So many costumes.
Gwyn tried to sneak away and go trick or treating with the crowds of little ghouls and goblins tramping down the block. Devil dog indeed.
At last the bell fell silent. Costumes were shed.
Exhausted from the busy night of greeting, wagging, showing off their Halloween style - there was only one thing left to do.
