Happy Howl-o-ween

It's been mostly work in velocibadgerland lately, but we've been able to squeeze in a little fun. Our camping trip was quite refreshing, and I'm hoping to write about it soon. We also made some time to do something fun with Indy tonight.

When we first brought Indy home, I told myself we wouldn't buy into the whole dog clothing phenomenon. Unless we were out somewhere and it was just brutally cold, MB and I agreed, Indy didn't need clothes. But then I went to Target and they had these:



And this:


I felt like Indy would be able to rock the hell out of either one, so I bought both, and figured I'd return the one MB least preferred. I got both in large size, and neither one fit, so I took them back and ordered an XL hoodie online. It came in the mail over the weekend, and lo, there was a great wailing and gnashing of teeth, for it was also too small.

It wouldn't have been much of a big deal, but I had my heart set on taking Indy to the Petsmart "Howl-o-Ween" party tonight, and going without a costume felt like a big fat cop-out. Last night I took the XL hoodie back to Target, hoping that the XXL one I'd rejected nearly a month ago as surely being too big would still be there. It wasn't, and I felt pretty stupid both for not just buying it in the first place and for being sad about possibly missing out on a freaking Halloween party FOR DOGS.

Anyway, as I moped around Target I came up with another idea, and so Indy went to his party dressed as -- who else? -- Indiana Jones:



He ended up winning a tennis ball in a "cutest trick" contest and scoring a frisbee for tying a "longest down-stay" contest. Even though there was a clear crowd bias toward itty bitty dogs, Indy made it into the semifinal round of the costume contest. We didn't make it to the finals, but we got to cheer on Macduff and Tiges, who scored third place, and Indy got a second frisbee as a runner-up prize. We ended up giving the spare frisbee to Amelia here, because even though the crowd didn't seem to get her 80s Prom Queen outfit, we thought it was hilarious:




Happy Howl-o-Ween, everyone!




Reading:  Brisingr by Christopher Paolini

Playing:  Only_By_The_Night by Kings of Leon