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!