I think this little snipe is sticking her tongue out at me...and I didn't even know it! Stinker.
After the pumpkin farm, we headed home for a few hours and then made our way out trick or treating, and then it was on to Grandma and Grandpa's house--they always enjoy the costume show.
These are the few (bad) shots I got before we left to go...Dusk will do that to you.
This is the point at which Corynn said "Hey Great Horned Owl! You eat OTHER smaller owls...and I am smaller! You can eat me!" Then, the great chase.
Never have I heard an "Eat me" request though. The real Eastern Screech Owls must have been hanging their heads in shame!
At one point, a candy-giver exclaimed what a cute DUCK Andrew was. He stood upright and said in the funniest, most offended voice possible: "I no duck. I a horned Great OWL." The woman and I both laughed so hard. That was definitely a "you had to be there" moment...
It was a treaty sort of night.