Groundhog.... It had to be Spring

I think the poor creature feared for his life if he proclaimed six more weeks of this crap.

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Groundhog Dilemma 2009

People who aren't from around here really don't understand the level of frustration that can be attained when a groundhog spoils your weekend plans. Watching Caddyshack comes close.

The varmint lives under my planter... a 12 by 8 foot planter that juts out the side of hill. I want to plant flowers this weekend, but it's useless since they will be eaten, if I don't rid the place of this latest unwelcome guest. Last year's occupants caused me great distress and eventually five of them met their fate by violent means after all peaceful solutions were exhausted.

I'm way beyond cat litter in the hole now.

Groundhog Upstaged by the Steelers

What normally would have been the lead story in Western PA, seemed almost lost in the super-hyped Steeler coverage.

Six more weeks of winter. Damn groundhog.

I hear he is right only 39 percent of the time. Maybe we'll get lucky this year.

My sanity depends on it.

Groundhog Part 3-- Another One Bites the Dust

I know picking this song for the occasion of the last groundhog's death is trite as Hell... but I don't care.It's hard to find happy songs about death. Neighbor Al is using the former Mother of all Groundhogs(in this yard, anyway)for fertilizer in the garden. Poetic Justice.

Frigging Ground Hog, Part 2

I gotta hand it to Sweet Pea. She’s a good watch cat. I was in the bathroom drying my hair and she jumped up on the toilet seat and started to meow at me. Usually she is just after some attention, or wants to go outside, so I ignored her at first. Then she got this look. This urgent look. And meowed harder. I know it sounds odd, but if you are a cat lover, your radar goes up and you wonder what is in that little head of hers.
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I picked her up off the toilet seat and set her on the floor and she looked up at me and immediately started walking toward the living room. I followed. Usually at the livingroom there is a choice. Either hang a left to the kitchen…. FOOD… or a right to the front door…. OUT.
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The cat went straight…… Wha…? to the diningroom window overlooking the garden.
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Then turned and meowed at me. COME SEE…. she was saying.
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I went to the window…and there she was. That mother of all groundhogs from the Mexican standoff. RIGHT NEXT TO MY GARDEN. Al the neighbor, who also has a garden at stake, has killed three so far this year between our two yards. The babies. But this one is the prize he can’t get for some reason. The one that wouldn't back down from me on the path. The scary one.
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I flew outside… grabbed the garden hose, turned it full blast and starting blasting from the top step. BIG MISTAKE. I have a cheap 10 dollar Walmart hose with a hole in it…and with the intense water pressure I have.. the damn thing got away from me…. and with the hole, now much bigger…. spraying at me from two angles! MOTHER. I got soaked! And started yelling at the frigging thing out of frustration..... and it took off.
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I HATE THIS FRIGGING GROUNDHOG. Now it is gone. Back in the hole. Cat watching from the window.

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And now I’m drying my hair…. again.

Standoff with a Groundhog, Part I

Original post here was accidentally deleted.
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I'm sure it is the curse of the damn ground hog.
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It was an interesting tale about the Mexican standoff I had with her on the path.
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Brazen thing, she is. Lived to see another day.
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For Now.