World Cup Jolene

Halloween 2026

Here we are at the end of Annabella’s Month!

Annabella was always in character for Halloween; we mere mortals are the ones who have to resort to costumes.

And so it is that little Jolene is getting all dressed up for this holiday — that’s now gone to the dawgs!

She’s a big girl now, 3 years and 4 months old.  She still fights sleep at night, once in a while, on the couch while Dear Hubby and I watch our streaming Ye Olde Classic Western — from almost 70 years ago.  We’ve discovered the streaming version has vastly superior audio & visual elements than our DVD version!

Jolene’s patented move as a pup to fight sleep was a piranha-like sawing action on the fingers of Her Master.  She’d then collapse into a blissful doze, after having left tiny puncture wounds on the hand that feeds her!

You always hurt the one you love!!

I’m stopping short of calling Jolene “The Halloween Queen,” but she is royally ready for this holiday.  I sense that My Black Cat, from her celestial cachette, is sending the celebratory vibes.

The local businesses in my neck of the woods go all out on “Main Street” to provide Trick or Treat for the kiddies and the canines.  Jolene is a regular “star” at the hardware store whenever she visits.  Much like Chance, she takes it upon herself to go behind the cashier counter to retrieve the dog treat.

Dear Hubby is doing the honors this year with Miss Jolene on the main drag in town.  It’s not the Flannel Fest of suburban yore because the temperature is already dipping to 40 degrees overnight here in the forest.

The chill of winter is in the air, especially after midnight.  The witching hour and a full moon have been calling our little hound to chase and track the coyotes.  The spirit of Annabella is especially strong.  Her aura, like mine, thrives on moonlight!

Happy Halloween!