Halloween was wrought with scary tricks this year. The Swine Flu hit our house on the 29th - Joelle was the first to fall. We normally celebrate the night with long time friends Johnny, Michele and Savannah but we had called them to tell them to stay far away from our haunting grounds. It was too bad really. Kerby, Joelle, Savannah and another neighbor had all planned to dress as Dalmations. One of the other neighbor kids was the dog catcher (Horace or Jasper) and I, of course, was the evil Cruella DeVille. Poor Joelle. . . it was all I could do to get her into costume and out the door (as she was determined to trick-or-treat) but she didn't last long and was back on the couch - one sick little puppy.