‘This Halloween, we shall camp in the Woods on Halloween night,’ said Chet. ‘We will dress in our Halloween costumes and drink hot cider and Merlot that Neva J will provide,’ Chet laughed. ‘I will be camping as the Lost In Space Robot,’ Chet informed. ‘We will build a campfire and tell ghost stories,’ Chet grinned. ‘I have a doozy regarding the Headless Horseman, Chet winked. ‘I saw the real Headless Horseman last year in the Woods,’ Chet said somberly. ‘He held a Jack-O-Lantern under his arm to play the role of his head,’ Chet said with a shudder. ‘When he spoke to me, the words came from the Jack-O-Lantern’s gaping mouth,’ Chet said. ‘The Jack-O-Lantern said for me to gather my friends this Halloween for a scary event,’ Chet noted. ‘Jack O said he would be bringing a surprise guest,’ Chet explained.

‘Have another glass of Merlot and some more Oscar Mayer Weiners straight out of the package,’ Neva J admonished. ‘Some of the Woods Family are joining us for the ghost story, Neva J mentioned. ‘Mr. Badger and Mr. Mole are on their way, along with the Wolfman,’ Neva J smiled. ‘Wolfy, as he likes to be called, is a Maltese in Wolf’s clothing,’ Neva J winked as she quaffed a tumbler of Merlot. ‘I went to school with Wolfy, and he was a hit with all of the girls,’ Neva J laughed. ‘Wolfy could spin a fantastic yarn that for a moment you believed,’ Neva J said. ‘He had been to exotic places and succeeded in many endeavours, although we were still in high school,’ Neva J explained. ‘Before his Tall Tale was completed, you understood that he would have to be at least three times his age to have accomplished all he had proclaimed,’ Neva J said with certainty. ‘Wolfy and I dated for a while,’ Neva J said. ‘His outward persona hid an inner child,’ Neva J noted.

‘Greetings, all I am pleased to see you could make it,’ Jack O said. ‘My good friend Wolfy will be joining us shortly as he is currently howling at the full moon,’ Jack O said with a wide grin. ‘Have you seen anything scary so far?’ Jack O asked. ‘There are reports of Frankenstein in the Woods tonight,’ Jack O said. ‘I hear you will smell the cigar smoke before you see Frank,’ Jack O noted. ‘He is only frightening until you know him,’ Jack O explained. ‘Frank N. Stein loves vintage Merlot and is coming, I think, for Neva J’s supply and a lovely evening with Wolfy and fine cigars,’ Jack O explained.

‘Greetings all, I had to stop to admire the full Moon and howl my pleasure to the sky,’ Wolfy said with a wide, toothy smile. ‘Try as I might, I can not resist a good howl,’ Wolfy laughed. ‘Isn’t Jack O a hoot with his head under his arm,’ Wolfly asked. ‘I am told I have a Maltese body, but inside I have a little wolf in me,’ Wolfy said.

‘Yo Ho to all,’ Mr. Badger said. ‘I hope Mr. Mole and Mr. Toad and I are not too late for the ghost story,’ Mr. Badger said. ‘Moley loves a good ghost story,’ Mr. Badger laughed. ‘Mr. Mole reads Edgar Allen Poe regularly,’ Mr. Badger said. ‘Moley is a bibliophile,’ Mr. Badger exclaimed. ‘He has read more ghost stories than any of us have heard,’ Mr. Badger laughed a hearty laugh. ‘Mr. Mole loves the story of the Tell-Tale Heart and The Raven,’ Mr. Badger noted. ‘Moley has several pairs of glasses staged around his house to ensure that he always has a pair for reading,’ Mr. Badger informed. ‘Mr. Mole is a Poe aficionado,’ Mr. Badger said. ‘He lives, eats, and breathes Poe,’ Mr. Badger winked knowingly. ‘Moley has won several Poe contests where the competition is to recite from memory long Poe passages from his obscure and famous treatise,’ Mr. Badger said proudly. ‘Mr. Mole has fine art paintings of Edgar Allen Poe throughout his house, Mr. Badger informed us for understanding. ‘Mr. Mole is a second cousin of Edgar Allen Poe, twice removed,’ Mr. Badger said.