The day of the year when PEOPLE make the rules:

This is tragic in a way, until you realize that people who dress their animals up for Halloween are really taking back the control that is lost on the other 364 days per year.

On all those other days, it's the animals that make the rules: they choose where to poop, pee, sleep, when to eat, where to lay, etc. And we all dutifully pick it all up, clean up after them, while they stare at us, as if to say, "yeah, pick that POOP up, beeyotch."

So, then on the one day of the year, it's the humans who make the rules. We dress them up and look at them as if to say, "Yeah, wear THAT to the party, beeyotch."

You go, girl.

1 comment:

for what it's worth said...

Hmmmmm, I wonder what evil costume I could devise for the precious two?
I can not imagine their reactions. When I have put their sweaters on in the bitter cold, I get the "you have got to be frickin kiddin me". Imagine if I put something with accessories on them.