Oh my, it’s November. Please insert the geezerly cliché of your choice.
In Hawaii the transition of seasons is subtle if not completely invisible. The local TV weather heads’ tagline is “it’s the best weather on the planet!” and they are not wrong. Dog walking in autumn is largely indistinguishable from dog walking in spring or winter. Summer is marginally hotter.
In Honolulu, Halloween is pretty much the same as Easter from a weather perspective and the holiday is diminished, I think, by a lack of crisp fall air, the color of falling leaves and other cues of seasons in transition. On balance I like perpetual summer but the lack of distinct seasons bothers a lot of transplants to the islands, at least for a while.
Living in a condo with restricted entry means that we miss out on Halloween trick or treating. I lament not seeing the kidlets all dressed up and bubbling over with excitement. Wild-eyed little berserkers cresting on a sugar rush. No kid visitors but we did receive a couple of photo cards from fellow pet lovers showing their dogs dressed in costumes. A Chihuahua in a pink fright wig is not quite the same thing.
Looking around the intertubes there are plenty of dogs in Halloween costumes and the originality of many entries is simply amazing. The Chicago Tribune has a great gallery of decorated pets and I’ve posted a couple of my favorites.
Did you dress up your animal for Halloween? Send me a photo and I’ll put it in the blog.
In the meantime, forgive me for this cat photo which is very wrong on so many levels.
Categories: Max's Stories