The little bastard is back, and he's gotten bigger! Woody has a serious fondness for all manner of blossoms in my garden, and was totally caught with his hand in the cookie jar, shown here eating my hosta blossoms. He was probably in some sort of hosta blossom sugar induced euphoria, humming a happy little woodchuck tune to himself whilst carelessly nibbling away—you know, kind of like the way Winnie the Pooh may have done while licking some sticky honey. I know you have to make a living too, Mr. Woodchuck, but I'm still watching you! Click here to see photos of Woody earlier in the season.
I just know he's thinking, "uh-oh, busted!"
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