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My Adventures In Picking Pumpkins Today after church we went on a drive out to Kent. My dad had looked up a place to pick pumpkins. When we got there it was just a house with a big yard with tractors in it. So we called the place where it was supposed to be and it was the wrong address. When we got to the right place the pumpkins had been trucked in from Eastern Washington. So we didn't get any from there. Then we drove by a place called Carpinitos farm and there was a line that was a mile long. So then we called my cousin Laura and we told her we were in Buckley because that's where she lives. She said that there was a farm called Maris farms up ahead and she said you cant miss it and she was right. There was a line a mile long. There were hay rides too. So we didn't go there. So we finally went to my dad's cousins farm, he wasn't there so we went across the street to my great uncle's house. There were kittens there. My great uncle and aunt came out of there house we asked them about the kittens. He said they were half wild. I asked my mom what that meant and she said that a lot of people dump kittens on farms. So that meant that they didn't go to the vet or live inside. One had a scratch on its neck. My great uncle said that it looked a lot better than a month ago. Then me my dad and my brother and Becky went out the pasture and saw a bull. There was no fence in between us. It was a young bull not a calf but in its teenage years. It was just grazing in the fields. Then my brother had an idea that me and Becky should take a picture in the corn fields. So my brother lifted me over the barb wire fence and since Becky is so tall that she lifted her leg over it but it got caught and started to get caught but she made it over. Then my brother took the picture and hopped the fence and picked some corn. Then we walked back out of the pasture and back to the house. I asked my great uncle if I could have his two pumpkins. My mom told me to ask him how much money for the pumpkins and he said they were free for a girl like you. Then we headed home.

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