Live And Let Live

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This old gal…

Saw muddy footprints on the front steps…couldn’t quite place them…not a kitty or squirrel…not a dog or the postman…

Twas a mystery…but not one to dwell on…until it was solved…for there he was one sunny day…having a snack of long grass on the front lawn…

Our tenant…downstairs under the porch tenant…apparently made his home all winter in the comforts of that little square hole…

Mr. Groundhog caused a little panic in the household…what if Pumpkin and he don’t get along…what if there’s a fight…decided it was best to block the entrance…keep Mr. G from having access…

And so he did…that husband of mine…worked diligently fitting a board into the space…then watching as someone came home from a day in the ravine…to find he couldn’t get inside…

And so he did…that husband of mine…watching that sad furry guy waddle away…went back out immediately…and took the board off…

Because what was the harm…because everyone deserves a home…because what does it hurt to live…and let live…

And so for months…we had a friend and neighbor…who got along just fine with that cat of ours…

Until we didn’t…because people drive 45 in a 25…and sweet little groundhogs don’t stand a chance…
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And our hearts…were sad…

And this husband of mine…agrees…