Our resident chucker was a bit ticked off the other day.

 

 

He was out back in the sun, enjoying a few apples…

 

 

Happily posing for pictures….

And an hour later?

Bam!

 

 

One cold woodchuck.

 

 

We had a squall move in from out of nowhere.

 

 

And I’m sure he was rethinking the decision to come out of hibernation.

 

 

No, he wasn’t happy.

 

 

With the snow…. or me.