This was my first Hal-O-Ween.. It seems “you buy lots of candy and hope you get no kids to come to your door” That’s the way it went here… Daddog was at the Duck club visiting Bernie… Daddog thought Bern was in Sparks but he was “takin care of STUFF” at the Duck Club…Daddog was up in Sparks( sounds like a po-10-cial fire hazzard) getting the burned up snowmobiles, when Cal told him of the location of the Bern-my-stere.. so instead of Driving Home He went by to see his Buddy.. 2 glasses of Sherry later.. Daddog decided to stay.. leaving Momdog and I with No trick-er-treaters and a big bag of Snickers..(F Y I , the Snickers are gone and I didn’t get any) From what I am lead to believe.. same thing happens every year *( except for the Sherry and the Duck club, and the snowmobiles and the part about Bernie.. Daddog says it’s called Tradition….I get the impression …Being Human is not a bad GIG….