The Day of Buffy

I've never been a big fan of Halloween. It just isn't my favorite holiday.

As a kid, I loved dressing up and I loved eating candy, but I didn't really like to Trick-or-Treat. I felt shy knocking on doors and my parents were uneasy about the whole idea. My father was a police officer and tended to go overboard when it came to safety. But he also knew that Halloween was his busiest night of the year.

I think my parents passed on their Halloween stress to me.

A military base is probably the safest place in the world to Trick-or-Treat, as evidenced by the hundreds of kids I get knocking on my door every Halloween. But, well, as I've said before, children scare me. And children in costume scare me even more.

So I was glad when our family was given an alternate holiday to celebrate on October 31st.

Today is the Day of Buffy! Buffy the Wonder Puppy turns three-years-old today.

Buffy knows that this day is all about her. She poos on your efforts to beg neighbors and strangers for candy. She looks cute and gets treats every day. She smirks at your pitiful attempts to dress in costumes. She knows that the proper attire for a fall evening is long, white fur accented with orange bows.

Her children sing Happy Birthday to her first thing in the morning on October 31st. They know what's important in life. They bring her extra treats and brand new toys. They even custom designed a new bowl to hold her fine cuisine and imported bottled water.

And when her mommy finds her "presents" on the playroom carpet on October 31st she spends an extra long time paying attention to her. Her words sound something like, "Just because it is your birthday doesn't mean you can poop wherever you like!" But Buffy doesn't care.

She knows that today is all about her.