Hank loves everything about Halloween.  He loves the lights.  He loves the spiders.  He especially loves the skeleton hanging above the window just out of reach.  When we first put up the decorations, he had a heyday.  He pulled off several of the spiders and relocated them.  He thought we needed a few on the floor and not just all on the TV stand.  He felt the same way about the lights.  He loved batting them down onto the floor.  I’d put them back up every day, not because I cared where they went but because I wanted Hank to have toys to bat off the table again.