Lil T's Least Favorite Holiday

Last night I found out that my wonderful little dog hates Halloween.  He is a Halloween scrooge.  He does not like little kids talking cheerfully and giggling uncontrollably walking past his house.  He barks at every single last one of them.  I wonder if that contributed to the no doorbell rings or knocks while I was home.  He was finally happy when things calmed down around 10, which, conveniently is his bed time.