Fall weather is here! The girls are cut and with those all-too-familiar feeling of remorse and lost love, the vines are being hauled to the trash cans.
Let's get the baby up on the scale first. I think I burst something moving her; I'm going to need help to move the older sister.
Yep, that's what the estimate was almost to the pound. (Her sister clocked in at 215.0 pounds
And it's still good, they make a pretty sight in the front yard contentedly chewing their cuds or doing whatever pumpkins do in their spare time.
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