Just got back from the annual Halloween party and I must say the suit is holding up quite well. Not one drunk person spilled a drink on me, gave out a few hugs, was able to drink diet coke through a long straw, and snarled a hot dog down when no one was watching. (Had to take the head off...). There was a drunk young lady that came up to me and said, "What the f*ck are you supposed to be?!" I have a squeaker in one paw, so I squeaked at her, and she replied, "I'm gonna punch you in the nose." I shook my head no, but she took a swing any way and landed a glancing blow. Not sure what hat was all about, because then she hugged me and said, "My boyfriend told me his name was John, but it was really Jim. he's an ass." Then she hugged me and wandered away.

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Although I didn't win the costume contest this year (best overall was a fairie in huge fluttery wings) many people said I should have. Of course, many of those people made frequent trips to the open bar too... But I digress. The costume is great and has stood up very well to the things I have put it through.

I met a guy dressed up in a gorilla costume, holding a Fay wray doll pulling around a 5 foot statue of the Empire State Building. That was probably the greatest costume there tonight. Unfortunately, he was also drunk as hell, sweating like a ... Well, guy in a fur suit. He kept asking me, "Are you hot in that thing? Cuz I'm hot as hell!!"

Yes, wearing the fur suit, even though it was a chilly night, led to a damp underarmor experience.

Next up, Halloween! Visiting work and the hospice house here in Lansing, MI. Handing out candy to the kiddies, and of course, eating it too.