Little Punkins

Lara decided we were going to be super cute and fallish and walk her dog down to the pumpkin patch by her apartment for a girls night of pumpkin shopping.

The sign used to say "The pumpkins are coming!" For some reason I have to say that in a british accent.

Her friend Karen had two spare dogs she brought along. Dogs all around! 

It sounds cute on paper, but it wasn't going very well.  The chocolate lab is only 5 months old, and she was going nuts. She was barking, and jumping, and attacking, and growling. She was going to scare the children. 

We were at a loss. We thought she'd calm down on the walk, but it just made her worse. We were just about to turn around and walk home because there was no way we could bring the dogs around little kids when they were acting like that, but then I decided to try one more thing.

So I got down, and I looked deep into her eyes. I told her we couldn't have fun if she continued to act badly. We'd have to go home, and she couldn't see the pumpkins.

She behaved perfectly the rest of the night. I'm serious. It worked. We even got COMPLIMENTED on her behavior. 

Just call me the Dog Whisperer. 

I bought 4 tiny pumpkins. The cost me a whopping $2.00. I played with them for a while to figure out where our little burst of fall would make the biggest difference.

I finally just lined them all up on the kitchen window sill.  They look good with my new window treatment, yes?

The window "treatment" involved a large leftover piece of canvas dropcloth, three tacks, and two strategically placed staples.  I was planning to sew it, but the tacks and staples worked so...yea.

I asked Cory what he thought about it.

Without looking up he says,"I think they're beautiful my love. You are sooo fancy."

I am so fancy.