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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Ch-ch-changes...

Life surely does change in an instant, doesn't it? Even for little woodchucks.

I chased a woodchuck around our yard for two days. Two days.

And when I say I chased the little bugger, I mean it. I acted certifiably insane...not that I'm saying that might not occasionally be a fitting label, but I really did behave erratically in my single-mindedness. What was I trying to do? Why, I was trying to scare the bejeezus out of him so he'd go live somewhere else, that's what.

Hmm? Did it work? Nope. He didn't flinch. Not when I ran from the back door, flapping my arms as if I was an overgrown chicken. Not when I banged pots and pans together. Not even when I barked like a dog. Yes, I'm admitting it here. Barked. Like a dog.

Unflappable, he was. Calm. Cool. Giving me the are-you-nuts? look every time I went after him. Especially when I barked.

But...

A new sheriff's in town here at Villa Leone.


So this can go to...


this in an instant because she's packing a cage!

Yeah, life changes, buckaroo.
No more flapping or barking around here.
No more you, either.

Ha!

7 comments:

Dru said...

Go for you for catching him. Where are you sending him?

Cozy in Texas said...

Cute post. I've never seen one of these.
Ann

Wendy said...

I don't know what made me chuckle more - the thought of you flapping your arms and barking, or the woodchuck's expression when as he watched you! The adventure never stops!

Anonymous said...

OMG TOO FUNNY!!!!!

Sue W.

Maria Zannini said...

That's a big fella. Glad you caught him.

He can go chuck wood somewhere else.

Melissa McClone said...

Good job, you woodchuck catcher you!

Shearer's Girl said...

I thought a wood chuck was a bird! We don't have them in England.