The woodchucks are at it again! When they’re not “landscaping,” they’re building. Apparently the latest project requires large amounts of heavy duty plastic. I’m not sure why they need plastic. I have my own theories. These are the same woodchucks that tried to eat the welcome mat on my front porch. I went to open the front door to let the dog out, and one of the youngsters stuck around. “Hey! I really like your house. Do you mind if I come in and take a look around? I could really use something to drink. That sisal was so dry!” I declined. I don’t usually let woodland critters stop by unannounced. It’s just rude. Critters are allowed to visit by invitation only.
Regardless of my wishes, the woodchucks think I’m a fabulous hostess and are here to stay. I unintentionally feed them all my flowers, and anything else that’s green around the yard. I give them shelter. I believe they’ve either decided to make me their queen or perhaps they’re creating a Trojan horse so they can break into my home and hang out with me forever, hence the reason for their new obsession, collecting plastic from any and all bags in the area.
So far, the little varmints have stolen three quarters of the plastic from a bag of mulch and now they are tearing up a plastic bag filled with landscaping rocks. I’ve watched them doing it. I tried to capture a picture of them in the act, but they keep waddling away too quickly. The hubby says they’re nesting, getting ready for the winter, but I’ve never heard of plastic stealing woodchucks. I think we have a colony of mutants. 😉