A Traditional Halloween

Well, another year another successful haul. As for the past several years The Swami went trick or treating leading two of his faithful yaks. Each yak had a large sack hanging from each of its horns. People always seem to give us extra portions of candy. I don't know whether it is because they think we have such convincing costumes or because they are just anxious for us to leave. They won't know what to think when they find the hoof prints in their flower beds.

Swamette stayed home and passed out treats. Swamette and I did have a few tense moments yesterday when we had a little spat over what to give the trick or treaters. I knew that Swamette had already purchased candy for the tykes. But I was concerned about their little teeth and was willing to sacrifice by eating the candy myself so it would not be wasted. But Swamette was in a very unreasonable mood and refused to see the wisdom of giving the children baggies of nice fresh spinach. [That would have had the added benefit of reducing the number of urchins, er...children returning next year].

We got home just in time to play a couple of Halloween games with some international visitors from Kentucky. One of their family favorites, Bobbing for Possum.