Last one

The cold took out the whole pumpkin plant. It’s sad. Really, really sad. It all crisped up an’ wilted an’ fell down flat onna ground. I don’t wanna picture. I ain’t gonna share that kinda pain.

But I found one last pumpkin! It’s kinda sorta huge. I almost couldn’t wrestle it inna kitchen, but I got it in!

It was hard work. I was pretty proud of what I did! Ok, so maybe I didn’t think it all the way through. I mean, it is an awfully big pumpkin…

An’ that’s pretty much what Wren said when she saw it. She was sure I’d worked hard an’ it was nice I’d found it when the cold killed the whole plant, but we hadda move inna house too an’ it was just too big. It had to go back out.

But…pie an’ soup an’…uh…whatever else people do with pumpkins.

Nope. There was no swayin’ Wren. Nobody’d eat that much pie. So I rolled the pumpkin back outside.

Best hope is it makes more pumpkins inna  spring. That’s a long way off, tho! My pumpkin’s gonna have a good hibernation  an’ some sweet dreams. (I’ll put a li’l blanket on him when Wren’s not lookin’)

~Kestrel