Usually the pumpkins on our porch sit sweetly, like this:
But the other day, we pulled into the driveway only to find them sitting like this:
I immediately jumped to conclusions like
a) the wind must have been particularly strong that afternoon and blew our pumpkins off the stoop and perfectly onto the first step
b) the neighborhood children had a rousing punkin-bowl-a-thon or
c) those stray dogs who run through our garden (and squash my begonias!) mistook them for tennis balls and didn’t return them to quite the right spot
But after a little investigating, I found out that this squirrelly little duo had a VEE-ry busy day.
I immediately jumped to conclusions likea) the wind must have been particularly strong that afternoon and blew our pumpkins off the stoop and perfectly onto the first step
b) the neighborhood children had a rousing punkin-bowl-a-thon or
c) those stray dogs who run through our garden (and squash my begonias!) mistook them for tennis balls and didn’t return them to quite the right spot
But after a little investigating, I found out that this squirrelly little duo had a VEE-ry busy day.
Here’s how it went down (at least this is the word on the street) …
As soon as the garage door closed and my car was safely around the corner, Patty and Petunia (what? so I named the pumpkins on my porch. what’s it to you?)
hopped down from their much debated position and …
Spent the morning practicing for the upcoming gourd-tet (ha! come on. that’s funny!). Apparently, Patty has a lovely alto voice.
THEN, they threw back a couple cold ones and relaxed in the rockers.
After such strenuous morning activities,
they decided to kick up their feet and watch their favorite movie (Elf),
they decided to kick up their feet and watch their favorite movie (Elf),
take a splash in the jacuzzi,
and surf the net.
But here’s the kicker!
As the day drew to a close, they raided my make-up, and got all gussied up …
As the day drew to a close, they raided my make-up, and got all gussied up …
… just to meet those rascally neighbor pumpkins, who are of course of the male persuasion (don’t ask me how to tell the difference), who live across the street.
(you should have seen me sneaking over to our neighbor’s porch trying to take THAT picture!)
Petunia’s had her eye on them since they moved in last month. Whaat a day!
I guess with all the excitement, they just couldn’t make it up that last step before we got home.
I suppose I am going to have to keep a better eye on our naughty little pumpkins. And you should keep an eye on yours too. Especially with Patty and Petunia on the prowl.
Krista, I love you!!!!!!!!!
Wow! What a day! “Pumpkins Day Out”
I wonder what our pumpkins are doing waaaayyy down at the bottom of our trash can…
haha! our pumpkins really were sitting like that when we came home! we laughed so hard, wondering which little kids had fun playing with them. :)
That is just too, too funny!! I told your story to the kids and showed them the pictures and they LOVED it (and believed it)!
This almost made me wet my pants!!!
(And did someone have a little time on their hands?! HA!)