He began his life as a pumpkin that sat on our floor for a few weeks. Right before Halloween, we both took a crack at giving him a face; one on each side. We only had a paring knife, so we had to make do.
He looks happy, but he has guts hanging behind his eyes.
He was born to delight and terrify the neighbors, and we propped him up on a plant pot so he could look out over the edge of the window, giving fellow Stuttgarters a delight or a nightmare, depending on how he was turned.
At the right angle, you could get his reflection, underscoring that while he gave the world a happy face, his evil side wasn’t so far away.
Then I came home one day to find this.
Suicidal? Was he pushed? The mystery may go unanswered.
There were a lot of disgusting pumpkin juices all over the counter and floor. Did you know that rotting pumpkin juices stain marble? Well, they do. I tried cleaning it up with this generic cleaner that we use a lot. However, the main ingredient of this cleaner is vinegar, and vinegar ALSO stains marble.
Things have really spiraled out of control in this household.