There is a storm coming........
I can feel it.... and I see it in the forecasts as well.
A little while ago, as I was lounging on the back deck, I saw a fat woodchuck breach the fence line and run down the yard a ways before ducking back in.
There was a time when I would have chortled a little, and then set up a rifle on the deck as I waited for him to reappear. Not now, not this time.
We have no edible crops out back. All woodchucks will eat of ours back there is grass, and that they are welcome to by the bushel load. There is nothing out back they can hurt.
And.... Ten pounds of good meat waddling into easy rimfire range might prove valuable one day. Maybe one day... sooner than I would otherwise wish.
As I said.... there is a storm coming.
For now, let the woodchucks move into the woods back there.