My Missing Pumpkin

This post has little to do with my grandchildren except that they all loved seeing the big pumpkin that sat on my kitchen counter through Halloween and Thanksgiving. I can't believe that I didn't get a photo of it because it  had a great shape, excellent color, and the cutest stem I had ever seen on a store bought pumpkin!

Well, one day following Thanksgiving I noticed that my pumpkin was missing from the counter. I had planned to somehow make a bird feeder out of it and place it outside my big kitchen window so that I could enjoy watching the birds helping themselves to the seeds and the flesh of the pumpkin.

Before I could ask anyone else in the house if they knew what had happened to my pumpkin I came across these photos on my computer.

Oh, my youngest daughter has taken it for a walk in the desert.

Not looking good, she has a gun!

Run, pumpkin, run!

Taking aim.

It looks like the local desert birds will still be able to 

enjoy the seeds and what is now the splattered pumpkin flesh.

Poor pumpkin.

I never thought my little girl would grow

up to love shooting guns.

A little grandma reminder:

Keep all guns securely locked up!