We had a visit from our furry neighbors.
Chickie either forgot about a time when a raccon bit a hole in his stomach, or prefers not to think about it. He didn't show any fear watching the gang of the masked bandits burgle the cat food from the back porch,
The Fall is, finally here. We had a real downpour yesterday, but, fortunately for the trick-or-treaters, it stopped just short of the evening.
Reina and Sonny carved pumpkins.