Our neighbours always seem to have a groundhog in their yard every year. It doesn't matter if it is the same critter or another, but we call them all Fatso. The one this year was eating their expensive, heirloom tomato plants! Yikes! We didn't see it for awhile and thought they'd chased it away, but then we saw a youngster with the adult. Fatso always has tricks up its sleeve to survive in the city.
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The bird lady of the tower.