In Which Nature's Bandit Plans Ahead.

Hello, dear friends!

If you took part in Halloween festivities yesterday, I hope you had a grand time. Ron is away on business, so the boy and I were left to our own devices...

{rascally raccoon thug}

Last night, at approximately 7:30 pm,
(in other words, before Halloween was even over)
the boy looked at me and said:

"Next year for Halloween I want my costume to be 
a pony dressed as a Viking being eaten by a shark."

Wherein I replied:

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