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A skunk rumble.

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Every night at dusk, the skunks show up.

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It’s usually too dark to take pictures through the window, but last week they arrived early.

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And trust me, they really are fun to watch.

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Of course, sometimes….

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They don’t get along.

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And it’s on!

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There’s a lot of squealing….

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A lot of posturing and tail raising..

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But more often than not….

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They settle in and eat side and side.

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No air freshener required.

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And though it’s not riveting footage, here’s a little skunk video for your viewing pleasure.

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When your brother gets on your last nerve.

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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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Mother and child..

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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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One mad mother chucker.

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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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Dinner in Baileys Island

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It was a lovely drive along the coast…

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And though I would have loved to stop and snap some photos, the husband was hungry… so you’ll have to make do with a few quick shots from the car.

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Here’s the famous Cribstone Bridge.

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And as you’ve probably guessed, lobster reigns supreme.

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This was our destination, Cooks Lobster and Ale House.

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A local landmark built in 1955 on a long spit of land with panoramic water views. Popular with locals and tourists alike (although we locals don’t appreciate the tourist prices) it’s a no fuss, traditionally rustic waterfront restaurant.

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But what it lacks in decor? It makes up in scenic vistas. The view from our table was pretty sweet.

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The cocktails are potent.

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And two Cosmopolitans were all I could handle if I wanted to remain upright.

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Pardon the fuzzy pic, it was taken through a screen.

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The food is simple but delicious. Caesar salad (with the most amazing homemade herb butter croutons evah!) for me, a tasty French onion soup for my other half.

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Perfectly cooked lightly battered fried sea scallops for me….

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And lazy lobster for my rat bastard husband who ate it in front of me without feeling the least bit guilty. (I came up allergic 7 years ago and can no longer consume the delicious crustaceans without becoming seriously ill. 😩)

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Dessert? Of course it was blueberry pie. And as we waddled out to the car… we stopped for a moment to take in the beauty.

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And realized the husband might have backed up a bit too far upon arrival.

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Maine rocks. They’re unforgiving little devils.

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Viola!

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Ever wonder what you’d look like as a 3D cartoon?

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Apparently I look 10 years old.

And as a caricature?

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Oy vey! I’m Jewish.

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Meet Viola AI, the new app that transforms your face.

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And a great way to waste time when you’re babysitting a friend’s 6 year old.

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Yes, I’ve heard about the possible face recognition hacking … but I don’t use that feature on my phone. And if they want to steal my picture it’s nothing they couldn’t already do by cruising Facebook or this blog.

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So don’t kvetch about this mishegas….. it’s just innocent fun.

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More Dudley cuteness.

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When you chase wild turkeys from the lawn on a daily basis like my husband? You often find they leave parts of themselves behind..

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For which our cat is quite thankful.

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Have you hugged your feather today?

( Archaic reference to a public service announcement that used to run in the 80’s. Stop snickering, I’m old. )

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was not at all pleased when we put the air conditioners in the windows after a miserably hot and humid day.

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He howled and batted at them and demanded their removal from his favorite bird watching perch. Sorry Dudley, but momma’s menopausal surface of the sun internal temperature requires cooling assistance. Adjust.

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The bitch is back.

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And damned if she doesn’t look like she just gave birth.

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We’ve sealed up every hole we could find, but that won’t stop her.

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She’ll just chew through another wall.

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How can something so small can be so destructive?

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten spotted her from the window and was very interested.

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Which might be just the incentive I need to allow him to go outside.

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