My first thought: "It exploded! I knew our front porch was too hot for those pumpkins." I thought that maybe gases built up to a massive pressure inside the little helpless pumpkin until finally Whooomp! and that was that.
Then I thought it must have been raccoons.
Then I was here at my desk (blogging) and I saw something moving outside and:
Caught in the act! A little squirrel had just been going wild out there, tearing up my big, as yet unscathed, pumpkin. In his haste to devour all of the juicy pumpkin insides he knocked it over.
Oh the carnage, the messy insides all over my front steps!
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