So you won't see any photos of my baby groundhogs. Sorry. I was anxious to free them from captivity so I didn't pause to take pictures. But I will tell you that they have the most precious faces - deep brown eyes, little brown noses and they make the cutest little clicking noise that I was able to imitate. Call me the groundhog whisperer. So we had a little talk as I loaded the cages in the car. I reassured them that they weren't going to die and that I was going to take them to their parents and the first of their siblings who had been released a little earlier. I think they understood.
I think I can just picture them in my tiny brain. Now please keep up the clicking sound, as I expect you to make it for me when we meet again;)
I hope the saga has come to an end and you will be groundhog free for the rest of the summer. And now you have a new talent to fall back on....think you should Google how much a groundhog whisperer makes in a year.
Hmmm...an new career perhaps? I wonder if it pays well.
This made me laugh, imagining you doing the groundhog clicking dance.
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