Residents' dogs (and a few very tolerant cats and other pets) march in costume through the courtyard — tonight only, under the full October moon.
Nine brave residents. Nine questionable costumes. Zero regrets. Hover to say hello — they can sense it.
Two full loops. Stragglers will be booped back into formation by the Parade Marshal (Biscuit, Unit 4B).
Plus one month of premium puppuccinos from the lobby café and eternal glory on the resident portal.
For the pet most likely to haunt the package room. Judged on atmosphere, commitment, and dramatic hissing.
Twinsies! Awarded to the pair whose coordinated costumes make the whole courtyard say "awww" in unison.
Sequins, silk, Swarovski. For the pet who understood the assignment: this is Birchwood, darling.