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Sometimes you just want hang on the deck in the sun.
If you’re a momma woodchuck you can’t do that alone….
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No matter how hard you try.
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Three out of four children are stuck to you like glue.
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Poor momma.
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😉
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Baby chuckers are now partaking of the backyard buffet on a daily basis.
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They stick close to momma….
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And take pointers on the best way to consume whatever vegetables are on offer.
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So stinking cute.
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💕
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The family that nibbles together…
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Stays together.
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Sometimes.
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Other times, it’s every baby chuck for himself.
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Watermelon and carrots are fought after.
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Apples for those who come later.
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It was only a matter of time before I heard scampering on the deck.
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And once baby chuckies find the deck?
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They’re hooked and treat it like a playground.
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It’s adorable.
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They run and spin like whirling dervishes.
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In and out of the railings, under the grill.
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Until…
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They spot a cat.
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And have to investigate.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was riveted.
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Baby chucks are showing up regularly at the buffet now.
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And though this little guy had apples and blueberries to choose from…
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He went with the baby carrots.
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Time and time again.
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😊
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The red bitch is alive and well…
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And driving Lord Dudley Mountcatten crazy.
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She scampers all over the back deck to get his attention…
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Then perches on the back of a chair in front of the window, chattering nonstop to taunt him.
So close, yet unattainable.
It’s a kitty’s worst nightmare.
😉
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Momma woodchuck has four children this year, and they’re keeping her busy.
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Like any overworked mother, there are days when she just needs a break.
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Times when she wants to ditch the kids who hound her and follow her everywhere she goes.
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On those days?
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She just has to climb a tree.
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Didn’t think woodchucks climbed trees?
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Beleaguered mothers do.
😉
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We have visiting raccoons in the backyard.
The raccoons attempt to drink from our birdbath but can’t always stretch far enough to make that work.
So along with their food, I put out a pan of water last night.
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To which the raccoon didn’t pay the slightest bit of attention.
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At one point he practically sat in it, but wouldn’t drink.
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Enter a baby woodchuck.
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The raccoon is three times as big, but was terrified of the little chucker.
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And when baby made a mad dash for food, the raccoon startled… banging into the pan, spraying water over them both.
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That sent baby chucker back to the shed….
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And made the raccoon realize what the pan was for.
😉
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Our raccoons are multiplying.
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First there was one, then two.
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And now we have triplets!
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They waddle across the lawn together…
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And eat right next to each other as well.
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Triple the cuteness!
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And speaking of cuteness, I found an old picture of my husband with his pet raccoon.
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Teddy was 3, my husband was 16.
🦝❤️🦝
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I had a feeling there were baby woodchucks under our barn… and the other day?
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Momma brought one to the buffet.
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An average litter is four, sometimes she has five..
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But there always seems to be one brave little scamper who ventures out first.
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This little guy showed up for carrots by himself yesterday.
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But he doesn’t quite have the standing up/balancing thing under control yet.
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Watch the clip until the end.
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