Thursday, September 18, 2008
Peter, Peter Pumpkin Eater
I am in the process of pulling out my fall decorations to place them around the house. This, of course, brought to mind harvest time and everything "pumpkiny".
Last October, Lon brought home THE perfect pumpkin from the grocery store. I was impressed. Lon usually doesn't bring home stuff like that. Then I realized that he didn't see it as a "fall decoration"-- he had a hankerin' for "real" pumpkin pie this year.
Okay, I said, but first it will make a nice Autumn decoration on our deck. So out to the deck it went to sit along side the pretty flowers.
We have a squirrel family that lives in our pine tree. We enjoy watching them scurry up to our deck, jump up on the roof of our garage and take a flying leap into our neighbor's tree.
Now I realize that some people hate these critters-- we do not. We think they are sometimes high entertainment. Then one morning we noticed that the pumpkin was not perfect anymore.
The squirrel was eating his way into what looked like a little pumpkin condo. See that chiseled out spot on top? ... skylight. They eventually ate all the way through that. Who wants to work in the dark? This furry-tailed rodent turned out to be an architect. Mike Brady would have been proud.
So my husband saw his visions of real pumpkin pie disappear. And we continued to watch the progress of two happy squirrels climbing inside and out, chewing on our perfect pumpkin.
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