Last night my wife notice the flowers in one of her patio planters were vibrating. Weird. She watched. A groundhog poked its head up. It was taking a brief break from having its dinner. And what was dinner? Of course, my wife's flowers were the main course. And it ate them all. Every last one!
And so today it was off to the garden centre to look for more groundhog food—uh, flowers, potted flowers.
The groundhog will return. Of this, I have absolutely no doubt. Will it again dine on potted flowers? If it does, I have broadened the menu. There is a new flower being offered. To sample this flower, the groundhog only has to venture into to live trap I have set in the backyard.
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