Boo-humbug on Halloween
Another Halloween has come and gone, and again, my wife Linda and I opted out of giving out candy to trick-or-treaters. It’s just not our thing. Maybe it’s because we don’t have kids. Don’t get me wrong — we like kids, but we just never seem to be in the Halloween spirit. In my past experiences as an adult handing out candy, I would get children coming to the door, and some of them don’t even bother to say, “Trick or treat.” They just hold out their bags and expect candy to be dropped in. And here’s a hint to anyone over, say, 13 or 14 years old — don’t trick or treat. It makes you seem juvenile. Trick or treating is a tradition for younger kids.
So, what DID we do? We disabled the front doorbell so our dog, Cyrus, would not get scared by potential trick-or-treaters. We turned off the lights and went to Albuquerque. We looked at a few cats. Linda is going to retrieve our latest animal, Princess, a cut cat, today and bring her back to the Buck household. We also did a little shopping and went out for dinner. All in all, a successful escape from the trick-or-treating 
