Halloween in March

Late last night, Jasper and I traveled down a quiet street in Curtis Park, a very familiar stretch that we've traveled at least 2,000 times before. Then, Jasper stopped walking, and peered forward. Nothing was moving: no dogs, cats, people, cars, skunks, or raccoons. Still, Jasper panicked. He reversed direction, and forcefully dragged me away. It was Halloween in March! 

Some spirit, some ghostly presence completely spooked him, and we quickly headed home, for safety.