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Devil May Care

Posted in Art & Photography, Humor, Play & Recreation, tagged Costume, devil, Dog, dogs, Grimm, Halloween, Humor, Pets, photography, pit bull, play on October 31, 2012| 12 Comments »

Since Grimm has been extra mischievous and impish lately, full of the devil as they say, I thought it was only fitting for him to become one for a day. What better time than Halloween for him to live out his devilish fantasies?

I placed the horns on his head and tied his cape and collar around his neck. I thought for sure he would then proceed to buck and writhe in an elaborate attempt to rid himself of his constricting garments. Instead, something strange happened. The little hellion actually just sat there…and watched me…and then proceeded to parade around the house like a proud peacock.

Can a dog get into character? Because I swear this one did. If he had been given a pitchfork, I’m fairly sure he would have started poking and prodding Charley and Zella with it. I had to look closely–was his tail developing a swelling at the end resembling a pointed spade? Were those horns really part of the costume or part of Grimm? I think I saw him looking for the matches and I’m pretty sure I heard him asking Zella what brimstone was.

Grimm: Come, my minions. We must venture forth and tempt the righteous and collect the wicked.

Me: Um, Grimm? Where are you taking Zella and Charley? You guys aren’t allowed to leave by yourselves.

Grimm: Begone, foolish human. I am the Prince of Darkness, el diablo malo. I am off to bargain for souls and I need my underlings to help keep track of my converts and to bring the hellfire and brimstone. Zella, you’re in charge of fire. Charley, you get the brimstone.

Me: Wait…what? You are taking this devil business a little too far. You are not really the devil. Well, sometimes you act like one…but that’s beside the point. You are only wearing a costume–it’s pretend. As in NOT REAL. And when did you start speaking Spanish?

Grimm: Oh. So I don’t have to really gather souls and live underground with fire? Whew. That’s a relief. Fire kinda scares me. I do like having horns, though. Can I keep the horns? Oh, and my friend Chico the chihuahua has been teaching me a few words in Spanish. Did you know that caca means…..

Me: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Lose the cape and horns, Lucifer. I want my Grimm back.

So things have pretty much returned to normal. Grimm’s happy-go-lucky, devil-may-care attitude has returned. He even redeemed himself of his wicked ways yesterday when he very graciously donated half a liter of blood to a very sweet, but very sick golden retriever. I think I may have even seen the hint of a halo around his head when he ran through the sunlight this afternoon. Angelic Grimm has made an appearance–we’ll see how long it takes for the devil to return. In the meantime, have a safe, fun and happy Halloween!

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Choosing a Costume

Posted in Humor, Play & Recreation, tagged catahoula, Costume, Dog, dogs, Grimm, Halloween, Humor, Pets, pit bull, play on October 21, 2012| 8 Comments »

Halloween is almost here and it is time to answer the all important question–which costumes should the dogs wear this year? This is more difficult to answer than one might think. First of all, do I buy off the rack or attempt to put something together? There are a few (okay, quite a few) problems with me making costumes. I really can’t sew well–or at all, really–and trying to be creative and come up with something new just isn’t happening. So, off the rack it will be.

Now, since I have medium to large dogs, finding already made costumes to fit them is rather difficult. Most of the cute or more original stuff is made for the smallish tykes. Most times I have to look at children’s costumes to see what is available. The other option, I guess, is to put girdles on all of them and tell them to suck in.

Zella looked pretty darn cute as a squirrel, although she thought her head piece made a better toy than a hat. She would take it off every 5 minutes and I would find her carrying it around like it was one of her stuffed babies.

Lastly, I have to consider the complexity of the costume. Charley, my old boy, isn’t fazed by much and I could dress him in the most complex of style without any problems. Zella is a little fussy about too much head ornamentation so I have to limit her costume to more simple styles.

Charley makes a mighty fine cowboy. Over the years, he has also been dressed as an angel, a convict, a shark, a pig, a devil and a lobster.
I have way too many dog costumes.

Grimm has never dressed up for Halloween before–this will be our first together. I already know his costume will need to be fairly simple. Anything around his legs or feet will be eaten in less than two seconds. I’m pretty sure anything tied around his head will have him rolling around on the ground like a spastic inchworm trying to get it off. Plus, I have a sinking suspicion he may try to eat the other dogs costumes off of them, too. Hmmm…I need to incorporate a muzzle into his costume, I think, and all I can think of at the moment that may work is Hannibal Lecter.

Grimm scared Zella senseless when he pretended to be a demon ghost.

Grimm is no help when I ask him what he wants to be for Halloween. First he wanted to be a frisbee, then he wanted to be a flip-flop. I explained to him that frisbees and flip-flops aren’t really scary, so he needed to think of something else.

Grimm: So, I need to dress up as something scary? Is that the idea?

Me: Yes, exactly. The scarier the better. Think of what is scariest to you to help you decide.

Grimm: [thinking hard, smoke is coming out of his ears] Okay, I know what I’m going to be.

Me: Okay, what?

Grimm: A vacuum cleaner.

Okay, so maybe I should have clarified a few things for him before we had this conversation. He is still trying to grasp the trick-or-treat thing. I can understand his confusion. For him, it has always been trick-then-treat because I use a lot of food and treats in training. The possibility of getting a treat without a trick baffles him. I’m afraid this holiday may turn him into a real monster. Treats for free from lots of awesome people? Well, Halloween just may become his favorite holiday. I may never get this dog out of a costume ever again.