Yesterday I helped my sister with some gardening and then she asked me if I wanted to go get some pumpkins. She had already gone with her family the weekend before and she said that she need a few more and also wanted me to see the place. So off we went to Happy Hollow.
I always say that I'd like to live in a cul-de-sac in a Mid-Century Modern home but then I see places out in the country and I want to live there too.
I was so excited to see goats and then when we got out, we were greeted by kittens.
I was secretly worried about that. My sister's cat just passed away last Friday. They have several cats but Cecil was HER cat. He always had teeth problems, inflamed gums and things. Last Friday he went in to get his last two teeth pulled and while the dental itself went well, something happened afterwards. He had bloodwork done but it didn't detect that he had a problem with his lungs and he passed away. So I was hoping that these kittens wouldn't pull on her heart too badly.
I couldn't believe ALL the pumpkins!
Everywhere you looked.
We went up and down the rows trying to find the "perfect" ones.
We were way out in the pumpkin patch when I turned around and saw him.
My sister looked back too and said "Aw" and kept walking.
and he kept following.
My sister said I couldn't put her photo on my blog.
We were both kinda raggedy from doing gardening work...
Finally she stopped the cart and picked him up.
She hugged him and he rubbed his little face on her neck.
She looked at him and told him it was just too soon.
A bittersweet day.