My daughter Becky was out-of-town for a few days.
While gone, I would go by her place to make sure the cats were fed, cows were in pasture, mini-garden watered and such.
I notice one of her fairly new garden chairs was getting fluffier, day by day.
I assumed that little Callie, mother cat of two growing kittens (they are about as big as MOM now), used the padded chair for a bit of reprieve from her kittens. Callie is still just of shadow of her former self as she continues to nurse. I could not deprive her of this luxury.
After Becky returned, I pointed out the furry chair seat. She just thought it was Callie, too.
Wrong!
One morning she looked out her window and discovered a big, old, grungy groundhog napping. (Note: Groundhogs live in holes in the ground.) He regularly returns - ugh!
And, he not only naps in comfort but he snacks on her lovely; albeit once lovely, sunflowers growing next to the deck.
My comment, “The nerve!”
Perhaps, once the sunflowers are eaten, he will move on…we are hopeful!
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