It's a little embarrassing that we just finished Thanksgiving, and Halloween is just now making it onto the blog.
Coulda woulda shoulda been a better blogger.
Anyway...the thing I like the most about Halloween is not picking out a costume for myself...but rather, for my dogs. And the thing I like the most about dog costumes is that you can't really make a dog costume into a slutty version of whatever that costume is. Cause it annoys me enough when humans do that, I certainly would never let my dogs out of the house in a slutty Halloween costume.
Just sayin'.
I've always questioned weather it makes me a bad furmom if I like to get a laugh at the expense of my dogs...I've decided no, it doesn't.
And that's that.
Check out Maycee and Gunny's costumes from last year here.
This year Gunther was the sheriff
And Maycee was a little piggy
...except Maycee's costume was too small so it didn't fit the right way and I was a little disappointed.
But I guess maybe there's some irony in that...little piggy, costume doesn't fit...
Just sayin'.
And as always, they were thrilled to be wearing costumes for the night.
But don't let Gunther's stink-eye fool you, he was totally pumped to be the Sheriff. He didn't even try to chew off the costume. He walked around with his fake gun in his fake holster and was like
"sup dogs, I'm the sheriff 'round these here parts."
In fact, since my sister-in-law and her dog Shelton joined us for the night, and Shelton was dressed as a prisoner, I had to reign in Gunther's Sheriff ego for the night.
Sheriff, prisoner...you know how that goes.
Now there's a stink-eye if I ever saw one...
All in all, I think the dogs enjoyed barking at all the trick-or-treaters, scaring them away with said barking, seeing how close they could get to the candy dish without getting yelled at, and last but not least, shredding their costumes at the end of the night.
Per the usual, Halloween the dogs made for a pretty entertaining night.
