Dwight the dog was in full lion costume, the pumpkins were carved just in time, and the candy was set outside in bowls for any potential trick-or-treaters that dared to come out. To our surprise, the candy didn't last the night! Neither did our pumpkins, which seemed to make their way into the yard by those blood-thirsty suburban deer that boldy walk around in hoards and annihilate everything in your garden. Punks.
