Chicagoans take their Halloween decorating seriously.
This isn’t the suburbs with its Martha Stewart inspired decorative gourds, bronze-dipped pumpkins and cute witches that look like they smashed into a tree on their brooms.
And I have to tell you, it is getting pretty spooky out there.
Buddy has been a little reluctant to go for a walk recently. This is a dog that is afraid of plastic bags for Pete’s sake, so the ever expanding array of ghosts, goblins, zombies and other spooky creatures that are taking over the neighborhood are enough to scare ME let alone a little sixteen pound wimpy dog.
Before we even get outside he has to navigate past a pretty creepy looking “butler” that is currently residing outside of our next door neighbor’s apartment and it pretty much goes downhill from there.
Once outside, I THINK that I know a route that doesn’t include some sort of specter and then BAM…
Someone else has added to the ghoulish experience.
Stick with me Buddy.
I remember a poem my mother used to say:
From ghoulies and ghosties
And long-leggedy beasties
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!
Traditional Scottish Prayer