This guy is unflappable. He will park himself just a foot from my patio and then graze, while Thomas yells at him to get offa his lawn. Mr. Groundhog has zero effs to give.
I came home to turkey vultures on the roof and a dead deer in the back field. Thomas was really disappointed when I didn’t let him join in the deer disposal festivities.
I found a bunch of photos from last summer on a memory card. This doe had a fawn that she would stash in my zinnias, while she was busy taking care of important deer business.