Moles and Trolls, Moles and Trolls…
“Work, work, work, work, work!” is the rest of that line. Yeah, I haven’t had much in the way of time to write here today. Have pretty much either been preparing for, or been in, meetings since early …
Pining for a Woodchuck
It seems our furry, flabby friend may have met his end. There’s been no sign of our dear Chuck in almost three weeks…ever since I discussed my concerns around his health in the Belt Buckle post. I mean, …
Chuckles Belt Buckle
So Jen came into my office this morning to let me know that Chuck was back at the chicken feeder…again. This has been a daily occurrence. And each afternoon one of us has to go outside, clap our …
The Critter Crunch Jamboree
As I said a couple weeks ago, Chuck has figured out how to operate the chicken feeder. And though we routinely chase him off (multiple times per day), he unerringly circles right back like some horrible furry tetherball. …
Chuckstimus Maximus
So I wouldn’t call it “good coffee” by any stretch, but our morning brew was moderately better today. Thanks for asking. That said, I’m more than ready for our MOCCAMASTER! to arrive tomorrow… So it’s time for a …
Le Chuck
We had another fox sighting earlier this week. I bolted out of the house and leapt off the porch to chase after it, then realized the fox didn’t seem to be interested in our chickens. (At least, not …