Huh. There seems to be a lot of smashing around here.
This year I brought home the leftover pumpkins from school and put them in the yards. The yard beasts devoured the little ones quickly, but not the big pumpkin……
…… until we smashed it? Dang, I can see why hooligans are attracted to that activity. I threw it against the tree half-heartedly a couple of times (to be fair, my arms were full of other stuff at the time), but then Lloyd whacked it and it split open with a satisfying crack!
The squirrels were thrilled.