This Halloween I had the pleasure of co-hosting a dog party with friends Pampered Pooch and Scoopy Poo! There were treats, indoor/outdoor play areas, doggie (and people) games, and photos by yours truly. Here’s just a few of my favs from that afternoon.





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a. About to take flight using my floppy ears and cape!
b. Following my mom cuz I love her so much!
c. Following my mom cuz she’s carrying a pupcake for me from Gizmo and Sam’s Birthday and Halloween Party at the dog park!
(Gizmo’s dad took this cool pic. Thanks, Eric!)
If you are looking for some delicious treats to share Thanksgiving with your pup, then check out the turkey shaped dog cookies at Pampered-Dog-Gifts. These cookies are made to order and ship directly from the bakery, assuring your treats are as fresh as they can be. Your pooch is sure to gobble up these goodies.
These tempting treats are shaped like a turkey and decorated with yogurt icing.
This short online "tour" at the British Museum (which has an excellent collection of mummies) includes, of all things, an eel.
And now to Skelanimals, which I have only discovered within the past week. As best I can figure these are sweet, cute animals who are no longer living thanks to mishaps, but want to be loved by someone with a warm heart (as the website says, "after all, they're just bones"). As far as those mishaps go - wow. Quackee the Duck got turned into an entree after irritiating the farmer with her quacking (I could listen to ducks all day). Cecil the Snake got caught hunting for food in the marketplace and was skewered and grilled. Diego the Bat minced himself flying through razor wire. Kit drowned.
Personally, I find this fascinating: the Victorian sentimental take on death in a brand new junior-friendly guise. I keep forgetting death is back in (or is that "undeath"?) And you'd think they would be a terrible downer, but they are adorable.
Last but not least, I bring to you this bonus: the Ghost Chicken of Highgate, sacrificed for Sir Francis Bacon's 17th-century researches in food cold storage. As it happens the chicken took Sir Francis with it, as he caught a fatal chill stuffing it with snow very early one April. Though Sir Francis was taken to the Earl of Arundel's house nearby to warm up and rest, the bed he was given hadn't been aired for a year and was too damp. He died of pneumonia. As for the Ghost Chicken, as recently as the 70's this plucked and displeased fowl was dropping in unexpectedly. See another page on that here.
Happy Halloween, everyone!




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