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Nature calling

When we first moved here, we noticed these goofy creatures on the sides of the roads. We couldn’t figure out what they were; they were brown and furry, sort of fat and flat to the ground, and looked like possum-rat-marmot-beaver-hybrids so that’s what we called them.

“There’s a possum-rat-marmot-beaver over there! Look! LOOK!”

Then Terence asked some native at work, and the guy said, “oh, those are groundhogs.”

Groundhog? Like Punxsutawne Phil Groundhog groundhog?? No way!


Friday afternoon we saw one of these alleged “groundhogs” (also known as woodchucks! As in “how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood”!) skulking in the grass near the freeway turnoff. So we slowed to a crawl (safely, mind you) in order to get a good look at it (him? her?), and he/she was so chubby and furry and funnily cuuuute!

Connecticut should really think about breeding them as pets. That would really put the state on the map.

I mean what’s so great about Joe Lieberman? He’s just a big conservative whiny pain in the ass. The state needs something warm and fuzzy in the headlines.

1:27 p.m. - 2004-08-21



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