I know I wasn't going to post for awhile, but the strangest thing happened when we returned from picking up a chair for my daughter. I had gone in to get the camera, so I could take a photo and send it.
When I came out, Rich said there were two groundhogs fighting in the middle of the road. I guess so..............by the time I got up there, they'd moved the fight to the side of the road. The one that was winning the fight ran off when we got close, and by that time, Rich had gone to get a giant stick. I told him to keep it away while I went to get a towel and a box, as the littler one was pretty stunned. He told me when I got back, that the big one had actually charged him, which I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of. Sounds kinda' funny. I told him he should feel sorta' blessed, as how many people get to get "charged", and hissed at, by a wild critter, in their lives............:)
Anyway, he fended it off, and I got a banana box and a towel. We managed to pick up the littler one wrapped in a towel, and I put it in a box, and put it in the shed, to recover from it's obvious shock.
As you can see, it's got quite a nasty scrape on it's right rear quarter and looks pretty darn beat up. I also saw a tooth mark on it's back, right by it's spine, which made me think it might have a broken back. Hoping it's just shock. It did have it's eyes open and it's head, up, so it was alert enough.
I covered it with the towel and by the time we'd gotten back from Crown Point; it had gotten out of the box, and was sitting on top of another box, staring at the door. We left the door open, and I came in to make some cocoa. By the time I got back outside, it'd gone, so I am assuming it just had injuries and not anything too life threatening, as it wasn't crawling around the yard, or anything. There's tons of dens out there, and as much as I hate the little beasts when they get in the garden, I still hate to see anything suffer, needlessly, so here's hoping that the little bugger made it. (There was some blood in the box, so it's got at least one nasty....but I figure that even if it just crawled off to it's den, to die, at least it got that option.)
Geez, there's just never a dull moment around this place............signing out from The House of Found Goods. :)
When I came out, Rich said there were two groundhogs fighting in the middle of the road. I guess so..............by the time I got up there, they'd moved the fight to the side of the road. The one that was winning the fight ran off when we got close, and by that time, Rich had gone to get a giant stick. I told him to keep it away while I went to get a towel and a box, as the littler one was pretty stunned. He told me when I got back, that the big one had actually charged him, which I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of. Sounds kinda' funny. I told him he should feel sorta' blessed, as how many people get to get "charged", and hissed at, by a wild critter, in their lives............:)
Anyway, he fended it off, and I got a banana box and a towel. We managed to pick up the littler one wrapped in a towel, and I put it in a box, and put it in the shed, to recover from it's obvious shock.
As you can see, it's got quite a nasty scrape on it's right rear quarter and looks pretty darn beat up. I also saw a tooth mark on it's back, right by it's spine, which made me think it might have a broken back. Hoping it's just shock. It did have it's eyes open and it's head, up, so it was alert enough.
I covered it with the towel and by the time we'd gotten back from Crown Point; it had gotten out of the box, and was sitting on top of another box, staring at the door. We left the door open, and I came in to make some cocoa. By the time I got back outside, it'd gone, so I am assuming it just had injuries and not anything too life threatening, as it wasn't crawling around the yard, or anything. There's tons of dens out there, and as much as I hate the little beasts when they get in the garden, I still hate to see anything suffer, needlessly, so here's hoping that the little bugger made it. (There was some blood in the box, so it's got at least one nasty....but I figure that even if it just crawled off to it's den, to die, at least it got that option.)
Geez, there's just never a dull moment around this place............signing out from The House of Found Goods. :)
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