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The little guys (girls?) are branching out and feeling more comfortable in the backyard.
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We often see 3 but rarely all 4.
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Momma wanders off now and then but usually shows up at apple time.
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Not that she shares mind you.
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As much as I despise them for eating my flowers, it’s hard to stay mad when you see the little ones scampering around.
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I believe I’ve found heaven right here on earth… and it seems I’m not the only one.
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Yes, boys and girls…. dreams do come true.
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Alcoholic ice cream. Be still my heart!
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Oh, yes.
Yes please!
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Couldn’t have said it better myself Joe.
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Nutrition facts? Who cares! It’s ice cream made with bourbon. ❤️
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Excellent idea. An adult Good Humour truck ! I’d chase that sucker down the street for sure….
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My mouth is watering already.
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I’m good with that.
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Yikes!!! $28.75 per?
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On second thought… I might just drop a scoop full of Breyers in my Woodfords Reserve and call it good.
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Most of the time the Facebook ‘memory’ feature annoys me, but last week it flashed back to this day 8 years ago and I had to laugh.
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Because 8 years ago that day our farming neighbor’s goats broke free and headed straight to our house. Have you ever tried to herd goats? As our neighbor will tell you…
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It’s not a one man job. We chased them around our property for quite a while and got nowhere, but with reinforcements we eventually managed to shoo them back home.
In other news, I saw this and had to share.
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Now that’s what I call mother’s revenge.
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Scrabble. Even with letters like that I reigned supreme and won the game.
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We have a dying shrub and for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why. We planted it 18 years ago and have never had an issue.
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Then I looked underneath it one day and saw the giant woodchuck burrow. Mystery solved.
😡
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I do.
I really do…
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I’m not sure why…
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But momma woodchuck always looks pissed off.
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Is it because her children are always under foot?
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Or because the pesky human woman keeps spraying all the tasty munchies with coyote urine?
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Maybe it’s because her tatas are hanging so low they scrape the rock wall.
Tough call… but I’m going with gravity. That’s bound to make any woman cranky.
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No, I haven’t run out of these yet.
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Hmm… Black Haddock has possibilities.
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And it’s better than yesterday’s… Blue HoHo.
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That’s easy….
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I know it’s a staple of childhood sandwiches and a good source of protein as an adult, but I completely despise the stuff. The mere smell of it makes me nauseated. I don’t care if you cover it in chocolate… I’m not eating it.
Nope.
Uh uh.
Never.
And if my husband comes at me with that nasty nut breath? I’m not kissing him either.
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Remember my pretty little petunia?
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It’s not pretty anymore.
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And my colorful little leftover flower bed?
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Not nearly as colorful now.
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Yes, the baby woodchucks are on the move and munching their way through my gardens… not to mention my wallet.
Cute? Yes. But cuteness will only get them so far.
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I spread this around my garden today and if it doesn’t work?
I may have to invite the real thing for dinner. ( Kidding, but tempting.)
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Last weekend my husband installed the downspout on our new back deck guttering.
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For some reason (Far be it for me to question his process. But I did… and was told to go back in the house) he decided to reroute the water’s path and secured the spout to the side of the corner post instead of the front.
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He was proud of how it turned out.
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And while it passed the water test as far as leaks go…
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With liquid gushing out the end freely….
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I did take issue with the placement.
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Because, call me crazy….
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But unless the rain is going to hook a 90 degree turn and drain into the pipe as it’s supposed to…. we’re going to have a mess.
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Our backyard has been seeing a lot of visitors lately.
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And baby chucks are learning where the buffet is located.
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Yes, damn it.
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She’s still here.
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I don’t think momma Chuck is enjoying the competition for apple slices.
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But babies like the grain as well. And climbing in the food bowl is always fun.
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You see this embedded in your couch cushions.
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Butts up!
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I thought the husband did it. The husband thought I did it.
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But it’s pretty obvious who was responsible.
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If you’ve ever doubted the power of misspelled words, I think these listings might change your mind. They’re also a scathing indictment of the educational system… but that’s another blog entirely.
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I’d like to think that was a typo, but they wrote it twice. Sigh.
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They’re selling a Porsche for $100? What a deal!
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This could go either way… because axes will most definitely grant access.
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If the wax breaks into La Boheme during dinner, fine. Otherwise? Please, buy a dictionary.
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I can’t even.
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This made me chuckle, but judging by the price… it might be a fake.
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Damn, the poor man’s Tardis.
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