How to tell your child that the Jack-O-Lantern was eaten by a raccoon.
I recall a story about some elementary school children who were watching the
class mascot, a downy chick named "Mr. Peep" in the school playground.
While the chick was doing an imitation of a teenager with a
"Scratch-n-Sniff" edition of Penthouse magazine, a hawk swooped down and put
the grab on Mr. Peep.
The hawk took the chick to the top of a nearby telephone poll and ate it.
Except the hard parts.
The teacher used this as a teaching moment on the subject of "Food Chain,"
all the while reassuring the students that hawks didn't get much bigger than
the one they saw.
I guess the mom in the above story could do the same with a pumpkin named