The Halloween Spirit Pays Me and Hamish A Visit

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I had a plans for Halloween weekend.

I planned to watch my my traditional Halloween movies

I planned to carve my pumpkin, to eat lots of popcorn and munch on donuts and apple

cider, I even went that extra mile and unpacked my Krampus ornament because

the radio station I listen to in my car switches from music from the Big Band era to

Christmas carols on All Souls Day which is fine by me.

And of course I wrote stories because in my family we always told Ghost Stories ( more

then usual ) around Christmas time so I have work to do.

 

Wouldn’t you know it? I  got through my list.

 

The only bump in the road was  I dropped my already semi-injured pumpkin on my deck

( which has a cement floor, so you know where this is going ) and the back of his

head,near the stem,  got bashed in.

 

But I am handy with soft tissue repair ( and here I thought my Moritician’s training

would serve no real purpose in my boring suburban life ) so my Pumpkin will still have a

place of honor near my front door so that he can welcome the Trick Or Treaters

tonight- I’ll post pictures later.

 

I’m sad to say that even though I was in full Halloween mode by the BIG DAY it didn’t

feel like Halloween until-

 

I saw the ghost of my cat Kolchak.

I was out walking Hamish early this morning ( it was around 4:30 ) and it was raining, it

was windy and orange and gold wet leaves were racing down the driveway  in streams

of black  sparkly water.  I can’t explain why, but even with all of that going on there air

felt still-

 

and then we saw him.

 

To be specific Hamish saw Kolchak first.

We were walking , like I said when Hamish stopped mid-step, he put his ears up and

then forward. Then he started to sort of dance on his toes and he wagged his tail from

side to side.

 

Hamish Macbeth was one happy dog.

 

I looked forward to see what Hamish saw-  for a split second I thought he saw one of his dog pals being

walked or maybe the cat next door – her name is Lucy and they adore each other.

But who I saw Kolchak. He was walking  right in front of us and then he

was gone.

Poof. Just like that.

 

Now it feels like Halloween.

 

Kolchak
2010
A.M. Moscoso

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween Everybody!

My Halloween Weekend Plans

I’m pretty excited- today is the last weekend before Halloween on Monday.

I have movies to watch, snacks to devour and stories to write. In addition I just got my new HP Chromebook and that makes me super happy because my laptop has not worked right since I jammed Windows 10 down it’s gullet a few years back and I’ve hated it since. It’s done the job, but it takes anywhere from five to twenty minutes just to load up so there is not turning it on and getting on line. It’s a process and I haven’t bought a new laptop because I HATE SHOPPING.

I know that Chromebooks aren’t the same as your trusty old Laptop, but all I do is blog on my laptop and when I travel I like  watch movies so the Chromebook works for that. I checked the AUE on this model and she’s good to go for five years and then I’ll have to replace it because it won’t be getting updates anymore, but I don’t care. I have to do the same thing for my phone at some point so I’m good with that. Plus. I don’t store anything on my laptop that I care about so It don’t have to transfer anything.

So. I have a new toy to create with and I’ll be carving my pumpkin.

As per our tradition, at some point my dog Hamish Macbeth gets to our uncarved Pumpkin and tries to carry it off. He doesn’t care about them once they’re carved. I don’t know why. It makes sense to him. Anyhoo, his fang went into the pumpkin and even though I treated it with hairspray  a little pumpkin rot started around the bite mark. It’s about the size of quarter so it’s not bad. I’m trying to find a way to work it into the carving it’s going to get.

THE PUMPKIN ASSASIN

Hamish Macbeth
Photo A.M. Moscoso
Halloween 2021

Here is the part I am really looking forward to- I’m going to raise the dead and unleash them on the world and as they rampage through towns and shopping malls, I’m going to stand on my porch in my Hello Kitty onesies and matching boots and sing Christmas songs because those are the only songs I’m brave enough to sing without an accompanist.

OK. OK. I’m just kidding.

 I’m not going wear the Onesies and Boots and sing as I raise the dead from their mucky dusty graves.

Actually. I’m just going to raise the dead. But I’ll probably wear my Hello Kitty boots when I do it because they are comfy.

So. What does your Halloween weekend look like?