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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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The great goat escape and other random nonsense.

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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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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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The battle continues.

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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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One brave baby.

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One brave little chucker ventured out from under the barn to have a nosh with his mother.

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Okay, he stayed quite close to momma…

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But he’s still the only one we’ve seen out in the open.

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They’re silly critters at this age.

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And he was having a blast scampering all over the rock wall.

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There’s a big wide world out there to explore little guy….

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Enjoy!

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I blamed the wrong critter.

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Ever since we painted the barn/man cave the perfect shade of red, I’ve been sputtering about recovering the porch furniture because now… it clashes.

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I recently bought some color coordinated fabric and found a local woman who’s going to do the job.

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Me… sew? Yeah, that’s not happening. So while I was waiting for the seamstress to tell me she was done with prom and wedding dress alterations, I saw this:

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WTH?

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The edges of all the cushions had been shredded!

I ranted, I blamed woodchucks. I cursed, I blamed mice. I sputtered, I blamed chipmunks. But guess what?

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The real culprit..

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Was a bird looking for nesting material.

Mother Nature. She has all manner of ways to drive you crazy.

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