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“Where are we going, Theodore?”

“No pie here at our house. Go to Grammy’s, Grammy has pie!” (And it was true, we had not unfairly boosted his expectations, we had a memorable Paonia sour-cherry pie.)

There were other pictures of smiling and shoveling and tongues sticking out to catch the snow, but this one showed how cold it was.

He raced excitedly around the house, waving it and reflecting it off the walls and his body. Then he threw it, and the game was up.

He was most amused with his tail. Noodle and Mondo, the namesakes for Beck’s cats, spent lots of time in his trick-or-treat bag (he received some candy from the neighbors, but he still doesn’t know what it IS…).

Oh, and squirrels eat grapefruits.