Growl growl

Here's our little brown bear ready to go out on Halloween. He did an excellent job, tripping up to every house, knocking on the door, and calling "Trick or treat!" He even said "Thank you" and "Happy Halloween" most of the time.

Our street is on a hill, which meant three-quarters of the houses had four or five cement steps between the sidewalk and the walk leading to the front door. Very few of them were lit, which slowed us down considerably. After an hour Ron and I were exhausted from painstakingly helping Benny step by step. (Carrying him, of course was OUT of the question.) Next year I'm bringing a flashlight.