I was pretty mad at my parents this October. I really, really wanted to be a cowboy for Halloween, but they said "NO". They wanted me to be "Super Dog" again. They didn't even clean my costume from last year. They just pulled it out and tied it on me with no regard for my dignity or comfort. To top it all off, my dad looked like a total fool. I was so embarassed. Really, Dad? Wilfred? Grow up.
As a consolation, the first thing I did was make them take me to Rita's for a Doggie Cone, but I literally had to drag my dad there.
Feeling better, with a smidgeon of free (cheap parents, or should I say "careful with money") ice cream in my belly, I joined my father again to walk the Salem Mall. Lots of people wanted their picture with the legend (me, not my dufous dad).
Apparently a few people just wanted a picture of my butt. I wasn't so sure about this guy.
This is why I wanted to be a cowboy! This lady had a pistol and we would've looked soooo cool together. My dad had to "photo bomb" me while I was being photographed by these folks. I don't know why he wanted in the picture. It is just so embarassing.
My mom thought he looked like a fool, too. We had a good laugh about it while he pranced around by the Peabody Essex Museum.
A couple of my friends, Cyrus and Bailey Lynch, showed up. Bailey was just happy to be outside. Cyrus was irritated about it and didn't like dressing up like a skeleton.
People will now believe me when I tell them I saw a sewer rat the size of a person. This is not the first time I've seen them. I saw some almost this big on the wharf running out of the rocks during the storm surge on Monday.
"Hey look, everybody! It's a giant witch made entirely of balloons!" Whatever, Dad. Whoopidy Doo. Yawn.
You smell gross, Zombie dude. Maybe you are real. I'm a little concerned. Please walk away.
I told my parents I had outgrown my Super Dog costume and I wasn't a baby anymore. At least I have a cape to pull over my head in shame.
You know, it's really not a bad-looking costume.
Final Thoughts by Cooper: As I watch the sunset, another Halloween is drawing to a close. I have to admit, I'm going to miss it. Sure lots of people pointed and laughed at me and my dad wouldn't let me eat fried dough off the sidewalks, but at the end of the day the energy is pretty cool. I'm sure I'm going to be led home, de-robed, and left with a bowl of dinner while my parents go out and walk around. That is a good thing since I don't need to get stepped on by hundreds of freaks. The sun continues to plummet in the west and I can't help but think how much I wanna be a cowboy.
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