I found this handsome dude at CVS/Pharmacy. The little 28-inch high fellow followed me home. His eyes light up as his head and hands loll around as he moans and groans. For some odd reason, a blast of mad-scientist-stormy-night punctuates his hunger pangs every so often, too. He freaked out the clerk at the register, and Minnie, my Miniature Schnauzer, barked like crazy and wanted to rip him apart the minute she saw him. So, yes, he's a keeper. Funny how they dress all these Halloween zombies in suits and ties; some subtle social commentary going on or just a coincidence? I wonder.