Herein lies the true story of what happened last Thursday, on Halloween.

Most kids go trick or treating on Halloween. Our cowgal? Let’s just say she strayed a bit from the proverbial trail.

Our afternoon started out with a trip to Dada’s office.

Halloween festivities were underway.

Our cowgal and Mr. Potato Head checked out the fish in the lobby.

Then we rode the elevator up to the 12th floor to pick up our visitor badges.

After sampling a few M&Ms, Mama Cat and Cowgal were hot to trot.

We passed an alligator. “He wasn’t scarey, was he Mama?”

There were a lot of hallways to explore. “My run away,” exclaimed Cowgal as she took off at a full gallop.

One of the hallways led to the break room, where Cowgal took a break to play games.

Then we passed by some interesting books to read. Caution: future hacker in training.

And wrote some code. Sorry about the permanent marker on your whiteboard, Dada 🙁

After a few rounds of hide ‘n seek.

It was time to walk down the stairs.

And up the stairs.

All good things finally came to an end (following multiple attempts at running through the security scanner).

After all, what would Halloween be without the classic meltdown?