October 25, 2017 by Petrea
Wilma Wednesday: Howloween
“What is THAT?” says Wilma. If she were a pointer, she’d be pointing. As she is a boxer mix, she merely glares.
This is no ordinary blow-up toy. It’s about 10 feet tall, with plastic “fire” flowing from its mouth. Too bad the photo doesn’t show the flapping wings and the burning glow in the dragon’s belly.
“It’s only a decoration, Wilma.”
“I will kill it!” She pulls at the leash.
“You don’t need to kill it, because it’s not alive.”
“But it is moving. Its tummy is on fire.”
“It’s for fun. For Halloween.”
She’s listening, but she keeps her eyes on the dragon. “What is Howloween?”
Wilma’s smart, but I’m not going to burden her with the history of the holiday, especially since I don’t know all the details. I mean, why do we march around in funny outfits once a year, demanding candy from our neighbors? Why don’t we do it more often? And what does that have to do with pagan traditions?
“Remember last year, and the year before, when the children came to the door and we gave them candy? That’s Halloween.”
“Sweetie, you don’t get candy.”
“I would get candy if you didn’t give it away.”
Excuse us. I may not have to explain the holiday, but apparently I have other things to clear up.