It was a dark night and in the distance you could hear noises, some so dreadful that it made your skin crawl. It was the 31st October, that dark night. Halloween, All Hallows Eve, Samhain.
Those noises were the sounds of portly Pugs squeezing into last years costumes and the happy noises of slender Pugs slipping elegantly into new outfits. Little Devils would emerge, lovely Angels, Witches, Warlocks and every sort of animal that could be thought of.
Hektor had thought long and hard about what he should wear that night and had settled on morris dancers bells on his legs, his Lamont kilt and Prince Charlie Jacket topped with a Stetson. He felt that covered all his family, mind you he felt the need to chomp on a Bratwurst Sausage to include his German Great Granddad.
He waited on his guest arriving from their visits round their neighbourhood houses, the very little ones were carried in the baskets that held the treats, the young ones dancing round shouting "Trick or Treat" or "Please to help the Guisers".
The old ones were already here sitting by the roaring fire toasting marshmallows and watching the chestnuts roast and drinking herbal tea, gossiping happily, the old ladies and the old gentlemen.
The Parents were stringing jammy pieces up on strings and bowls of apples were waiting on being dooked for. (Interpretation: Jammy Pieces, pieces of bread spread with jam, you have to bite them without getting your faces covered in the jam and you cannot use your hands. dooking for apples as in bobbing for apples.)
The barbecue was covered in sausages, chicken and a whole suckling pig), once everyone had eaten they settled down to hear the ghost story. The little ones beside the old ladies and gents and everyone waited with bated breath as it began.
As things settled and became quiet what very few Pugs knew was that the dear departed had arrived among them, those that were closer to the veil could see them. All the old ones realised that they had someone beside them that they knew and it gave them great comfort as their relatives spoke to them of the time they had at Rainbow Bridge then the ghost story began and the young ones eyes grew big and the old ones smiled as they had heard it all before.
As the dawn arrived the Parents scooped them all up and took them home, replete and happy.