The other day my phone's calendar pinged me with a cryptic reminder. I had no memory of setting it up a year ago, but my past self apparently determined the matter so dire that it needed to warn my future self: "Don't set pumpkins on porch."
"Huh," I thought aloud. "Why would I tell myself this?"
"Because!" my husband snapped. "You do this every year, and you forget about the squirrels."
Ohhhh. The cobwebs in my cortex began to clear. Pinterest-suitable memories of plump, shiny pumpkins on my doorstep were replaced by the truth: a bloodbath of pulp, seeds and rotting shell, all because of those rodents going hog wild on my festive gourds.
Just as pumpkin spice lattes and buffalo plaid come alive this season, so does my hankering for a touch of autumn on my porch. In my woodsy first-ring suburb, some neighbors flaunt pristine pumpkins all the way until Halloween, but mine are pulverized within days.
What do they know that I don't?
To get to the bottom of it, I called John Loegering, an extension wildlife specialist with the University of Minnesota, as well as Jessie Jacobson, owner of Tonkadale Greenhouse in Minnetonka. Both believed I shouldn't hesitate to decorate my porch with some delicious fall produce — as long as I went in with a game plan.
"One of the troubles with squirrels is — their brains might not be as big as humans' — but they're thinking about this problem 24/7," he said. "So they very often outwit us because we just haven't spent as much time on it as they have."