Chucky’s back. (Of course, the fact that I am lobbing old apples out back might have something to do with that…..)
Our old friend/nemesis the woodchuck (aka: groundhog, marmota monax, whistle pig, rat with a bushy tail….) has been making daily appearances in our backyard lately. I haven’t been able to get any good photos, as it is very skittish (probably because Bear likes to chase after it).
I do have some photos from this summer of the two holes it uses out back by the railroad tracks. For a while, Greg would try to fill the holes back in but I think the situation is at the point where we have reached a truce (read that to mean: the humans gave up long before the critter did!)
There is a ton of information about woodchucks out there, but this site from the University of Michigan Museum of Zoology is one of the best. Be sure to check out the photos showing its teeth (and I thought I was buck toothed!)
I have the unique distinction of being one of the elite few who have been sneezed on by a woodchuck!
It happened while I was working as a volunteer at a local wildlife rehabilitation center. They had in a sick woodchuck and I had to clean out its pen and replace the food dish. Let me tell you that although the buggers look cute and cuddly seen from a distance, they are really quite ill tempered and do not appreciate you getting close to them. Anyway, this guy gave a tremendous sneeze while in the process of charging at me (and making all kinds of noises) and he hosed me with his snot. It was green. And so was I after that…
You can check out HogHaven to hear actual groundhog sounds. And, for something completely different, you can check out this absolutely fabulous answer from Useless Advice from Useless Men to that age old question of how much wood would a….well, you know the rest!