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!
It looks like the local desert birds will still be able to
enjoy the seeds and what is now the splattered pumpkin flesh.
I never thought my little girl would grow
up to love shooting guns.
A little grandma reminder:
Keep all guns securely locked up!