But It's Too Early For Halloween

Ir's still too early for Halloween but somehow there are spooky things going on around here. I was in the living room this morning around 5:00 a.m. Della, Iyah and Mendilah (MeanMindy), my three doggy pets, were already fed and cozily tunneled under blankets. Except MeanMindy who continually pesters me. Continually. Anyhow, I'm watching the news while holding Mendy's meedle sharp baby teeth at bay when I hear.....THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD, THUD. These were rapid, solid thumps on my front door. MeanMindy jumps up, growling and staring at the foyer. I get up and look out the door window. No one there. I know it can't be my cat Camy because she only knocks on the front window when 1. she's out of food, 2. she wants in, or 3. she's conveying, get the heck out here, there's a stray cat about to attack!. Plus I don't think she can count to five anyway. So what to do. I could play spy lady and warmly wrap up in my wooly bathrobe armed with a flashlight, phone and fog horn lurking beneath my humongous moonflower plant while perched on a comfy cushion from the porch swing. But probably not a good idea because pre-Halloween only comes once a year and that would be a very long wait. So, Della, Iyah, MeanMindy and I will bravely carry on, occupying our living room with our morning routine until the next spooky thing happens. But I warn whomever is doing this. The next time I won't be so charitable because the next time I'm opening the front door and turning MeanMindy loose.