More thoughts on Halloween Costumes
Well, Momperson caught me trying to get into the big sparkly skirt. Hank was helping, pulling on the hem to get it over my head. Momperson has a strange sense of humor. I heard her laugh, then cough, then tell us in that really stern voice, “Both of you SIT!“
I sat! Hank sat. She carefully took the skirt off my head, folded it, put it in Col. Clancy’s footlocker, and closed it. Then she just shook her head and ordered us out into our corral. Without a cookie!!
On our way out, we talked about our costumes. I knew where we could get very sparkly costumes up in Momperson’s bathroom. No skirts— just these stretchy things she puts on her head. Would make fancy dog collars. Hank said he’d wear two on his head. Momperson came into the bathroom, held out her paw for the headbands and pointed out the door.
So we sat in our corral and looked down the hill at our neighboring cows. And I got a genius idea! Our neighbor cows are very cool. A lot of them are black and white like Hank. And some are mostly brown like me. Genius! Here’s two of the calves- one definitely has Hank’s white on his face.
Here’s a brown and white one barking! Not quite like my bark, but okay. Let’s see—fold my ears up. Hank’s already stand up.
This is going to be easy!
Just Saying, Rufus and Hank
