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Two baby woodchucks showed up for apples yesterday. ( we put them out for the deer but these little guys are beating them to it )
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The chuck on the right seemed to be annoying his brother with his close proximity.
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Before long they were squabbling.
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And a sibling scuffle ensued.
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Left woodchuck held his ground, as well as his apple.
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And right woodchuck was forced to step aside.
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Family.
What are ya gonna do?
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The husband came home with a new toy last weekend.
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And before I knew it or could grab a good before picture…
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He’d trimmed an unruly hedge.
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And moved on to the next.
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These bushes can get out of hand quickly, and I trim them every fall. The husband always gave me Hell for bringing the trimmer in the office and cutting from an open window, but it was the only way I could reach. He ranted about how dangerous it was, how much of a mess it made…. and for years on end told me it wasn’t necessary.
You know where I’m going with this right?
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Yes.
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Once again I was proved right.
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And trimming through the open office window commenced.
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But the shrubbery was nicely shaped so I didn’t rub it in.
Well, not much.
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Whatever happened to plop plop fizz fizz… or snap crackle and pop? These days it seems like it’s all ball wash or dead hoohaas.
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My Whoopee is right where it needs to be thank you very much.
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They did not just say that!
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Good grief, do they even prescribe that anymore?
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Here’s hoping your hoohaa is in good health and not in need of such products.
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Wouldn’t it be great to always have an umbrella handy?
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No more rooting through the nightmare that is your hall closet or under your lost french fry infested car seats.
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Every time it rains?
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You just flip your built in umbrella up over your head… and the problem is solved.
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I saw this ad a while back and knew I had to try it.
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I mean really, how could I resist?
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Though despite the name, I won’t be rubbing it on my bum.
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I have no earthly idea what cupuacu butter is….
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But the fact that the cream is actually pronounced ‘boom boom’… makes it worth the risk.
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I’m not loving or flaunting what I’ve got. Nope. Not for years, there’s just too much of it now.
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But this stuff is rich, delightfully creamy and smells absolutely fabulous. The scent is almost strong enough to wear as a light perfume. And if the guarana wants to tighten my thighs? Who am I to argue.
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If it could do something about my hot flashing red cheeks? I’d buy it by the barrel.
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What… you were expecting Christ and the Madonna?
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Sorry, wrong blog.
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On my page you get momma chucker and the baby that sticks close to her side.
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She’s started to swat them away when they try to nurse….
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But brings them to the buffet every day.
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Happily they love to eat broad leaf weeds.
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Because momma’s not sharing her apples.
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Starling photo bomb on the left.
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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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