Woodchuckapalooza

   The woodchucks now outnumber us by far. They're everywhere.  The ones in the front yard are now peeking in the basement windows. Maybe they've learned this is the place where they'll not be shot while nibbling clover. Maybe it's because someone  put out piles of greens behind the shed(their original domicile). They've only destroyed the radishes and one borage plant, and now spend their afternoons rolling their fat bellies around in the flowerbed. This one is Rusty's arch nemesis.

This reminds me of the "Hang In There" kitten poster that  hung in every single room in my college dorm.