I have a special love in my life.
He’s sweet and furry and roughly two feet tall.
When he’s standing on his hind legs, that is.
His name is Gerald and he is a groundhog.
The most adorable of God’s creatures.
Assuming, of course, unicorns remain in hiding.
Don’t get confused and think the above woodchuck is my Gerald.
Gerald is shy and retiring and, well, has gotten a bit hefty in the past couple of years.
Above is a bouncing grand-baby groundhog.
Remember Gerald’s twins?
They were fresh and new and strangely, different colors.
But what’s that to the left of Bert?
It appears twins run in the family.
Let’s all give Ernie a warm welcome
It must be scary to live in such a terribly green field,
Megan
You Never Know Until You Stalk
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I love that these little guys have their own lives, yet come out when you come with the camera, because they need their 15 minutes
Do you have any tips for telling them apart? I’d hate to be rude and call them by the wrong names if I stop by for afternoon tea.
Nice marmots.
(Sorry, I’ve watched the Big Lebowski way too many to pass up an opportunity like that.)
Aw, now I want a groundhog, I can so see why you stalk them
Dangit.
You had the fortitude to go and E-MAIL me a comment for my blog which I greatly admire and appreciate except now I feel compelled to admit that I read this post earlier today – and didn’t comment.
I just couldn’t think of anything clever enough to be worthy of groundhog twins named Ernie and Bert so I sneaked away to lick my wounds and hoped you wouldn’t notice.
I should have known that someone observant enough to keep track of multiple generations of groundhogs will always be a few steps ahead of me.
You rule Megan.
They’re too adorable
Adorable – until they eat every single goddamn thing in your garden….
They are adorable and so cute.
Terribly green, terribly.
Nah, to a groundhog living in a green field would be like me living in a field of french fries next to a flowing stream of ketchup .
PARADISE
Sure, it’d be awesome the first day… but just wait ’til the time to sleep comes and your bed is covered in grease.
Where is it that green? I can’t fathom it.
Have you tried putting groundhogs in your grass? ‘Cause it really spruces things up.
Or taking drugs.
Either one works.
That amount of nature IS terrifying…
But Bert and Ernie are adorable.
I hope they have matching beds, too.
Oh yes – with little matching comforters and bedside tables.
Naturally.
I like how you gave them names that coincide with what they look like.
I wonder is Ernie sings Bert to sleep at the end of every night?
Naturally – they also have an adorable single room apartment down that tunnel.
I can just tell.
I live in a state where there are no groundhogs. So sad. because those things are adorable! those little peanut ears and that gorgeous face. And twins. I cannot get over their cuteness.
That is such a tragedy for you.
My sincerest apologies – I hope you can live through my groundhogs.
‘Cause everyone deserves a little groundhog in their life.
Uh oh…before too long we’ll get to Big Bird and Snuffalupagus!
Oh Liz… Snuffalupagus is an imaginary friend.
Whereas groundhogs are as real as real could be.
I call dibs on naming the next set of twinsies: Mary Matalin and James Carville.
Perfect. I’m now trying very hard to stop myself from making a Carville looks/groundhog joke.