Halloween....Trick or Scream, Curse?

Cub came for the weekend so that she could go Trick-or-Treating with Tiger. She went with us last year and enjoyed it so much, her Foster Mom asked if she could come with us again. Of course! (we have a tradition of going to Grandmother's on Halloween for soup and dessert....this year, chili, potato soup, and pumpkin pie...thanks Grandmother...YUMMY!) Foster Mom did warn us however, that lately Cub has been cursing. A lot. Really bad words. Oh, great.

So, when Cub arrived on Friday evening, we told her that we would not tolerate this type of behavior from her AT ALL, and if she chose to use this language here, we would immediately call Foster Mom and she would have to return home. She gave us her promise that she would not talk like that.

And she didn't. Whew. But, she did however, decide to scream all the way home from Trick-or-Treating. She sat in the third seat of the van with Tiger, and behind her sat the two older boys who tend to bully somewhat. She is terrified of dogs, TERRIFIED, and so I kept hearing them laughing, and her screaming. They were making growling and barking noises at her, and she screamed BLOODY MURDER...all the way home. EIGHT LONG MILES.

Once that was over, she was exhausted! she was more than willing to go to bed, and we were very happy to have her quiet.

Today we enjoyed our day playing outside, and painting her nails gold. That is until Firecracker saw us, and demanded that we return the polish to her, it was HER SPECIAL POLISH that NO ONE ELSE can use.

CUB cried when it was time to go, but earlier in the day had asked to make a present for Foster Mom. She made her a bracelet with beads, and placed it in a cute gift bag with a note (that I wrote for her). It said "I love you. You are nice". Love, CUB. I am happy that she is happy there. I love Cub, I really do, but I also know that it does not work for her to live here. So I am thankful that we can still see her, and thankful that she is happy living with other Foster Mom.