my humans know that i don’t need a halloween costume.
why is that, you ask? i’ll give you not one, but two reasons:
among other things, i’ve been known to be:
a ghost

a football player

a flautist

a jedi or a monk

a prison inmate

a scholar

a lumberjack

a west-coast stoner

a hungover dog

(on flickr & in the book ‘animals with hangovers’)
a soccer player

an ikea-made, stuffed-animal version of taro shiba

& a zombie taro shiba!

clearly, no costume necessary for this pooch. but, even if you’re wearing a costume or if you put one on your pooch, i hope you all have a happy and safe halloween!

(taro shiba jack-o-lantern on flickr)