Tonight is "Gates Night." It's a local tradition in which the trick portion of trick or treating is the focus. It got its name in the years gone by when farm gates were opened so the livestock could get out. On one such night in the early 1990s car windshields were egged. I was lucky enough to benefit from these antics. It snowed afterward so I didn't know it until I got in my car. It was very difficult to clean. We've been lucky. Most years we've been left alone. Anything can happen, of course, but with the neighbor's kitty visiting at random times and taking such a good security perch I think we'll be fine.