I've been trying to grow pumpkins continuously for the past year and every time I'm unable to attend to them for about a week or so at any given moment like recently, where I went back home for exactly four days, I ask my dad or brother to take care of them and something always fucking happens.

The first time the pumpkins flowered and then just kind of wilted. The second time my brother knocked them into the sink and all of them died the next day. The third time my dog somehow managed...