Woe is the Pumpkin

Mom crammed me into this pumpkin costume this morning. Doesn't she have better things to do at 6am, like make me breakfast or toss the tennis ball a few times before she goes to work??

She picked out this "large" size costume at Target, but obviously "large" just barely fits me. She insisted on putting this "pumpkin stem" on my head. I tried to swing it off by violently shaking my head. I also did a whole lot of grumbling and whining, but to no avail. Alas, Dad came outside and held me down while Mom secured the pumpkin stem on my head. Then they took pictures and sent them to friends and family.

Does this costume make me look like the proud canine companion that my breed is known for?? Ack! Someone call the pound! Help!