I decided to carve my pumpkin because I wanted the seeds. Still. I almost stopped here because I thought it looked pretty cool at this point:
I was standing there, staring at that big knife stuck in my pumpkin and something is me
wanted to keep cutting. I blame feeling on all of those Halloween movie ads that are
playing all over the place.
I’ll ‘fess up. I gleefully went with my gut and started to cut away and before I know it
it was time to pop the top.
At times like this you know an autopsy saw and a hammer w/ hook would come in handy.
Surgery is going fine this point and the patient’s vitals are pumpkin-ish and holding steady.
Post Op Update. My dog, Hamish Macbeth, tried to eat the patient. I made him dress up like a butterfly so he’s having issues right now
Patient is in a secure area and is now resting comfortably.
Readers- we have positive results!
Let’s do a little victory dance because I didn’t hack off my fingers . Hey, YOU try to carve a pumpkin with long newly manicured long nails- it is NOT easy.
Ready for Halloween Night!