Friday, April 11, 2014

Furry Friend Friday

I hate taking out the trash. 

It's not the act of putting the trash in the actual bin, or even taking the bag out of the bin, it's the annoyance of having to put on shoes and take the bag out to the trash cans behind the garage.

Most of the time I leave the bag by the door and hope that Andrew will take it out. Which usually he does. With a side of eye roll.

So last night, as I was fixing dinner and humming a tune, I glanced at the trash bin and noticed it overflowing as I continued to throw in dinner scraps. I put on my big girl pants and decided to take out the trash - shoes on and everything.

As I came around the corner I noticed this brown thing to my left. As I'm realizing what it is, I yell, "you little sh&*!" as it scampers faster than imagined behind the propane tank and under the back living room to safety.

Gary is back. 

I cannot believe that Gary the groundhog is back.  I wrote about Gary back in September.  It seems our furry friend DOES in fact have GPS and knows a good home when he sees it.

This weekend Andrew will have to go buy a new Have a Heart Trap at Home Depot. 

If I had it my way, unlike my last post on Gary, he would NOT live to see another day. 

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