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Sometimes the young groundhogs cry when their mommy is chasing them. I don't blame them. They have so much to fear. The damn out-of-control kids around here seem to want to terrorize animals more than anything else. Thank goodness I'm here to protect them. I've told kids to leave animals alone twice, and I'll do it as much as I need to. If their fathers have a problem with that, they better watch it. I don't care how tough he thinks he is, I won't back down when it comes to protecting animals. It's wrong for the little bastards to chase and throw rocks at wild animals. I'll put the fear of god into cruel kids if I need to.
I feel bad for the stray cats in the area, but they scare the hell out of the young groundhogs too. They're so cute, but they live in a world that frightens them so much.
Betsy is not the only bad groundhog mommy; Sheila was too. I saw her attack one of her youngsters. This is such a violent world. Kill or be killed, they say. I'm all for peace. I'll attack no person or animal for no reason. But if I need to defend myself, or another, I'm ready. I'm in shape, and I know how to fight. I won't start trouble, but I'll end it if I have to.
The groundhogs are smart. I watched Betsy run to the fence which marks the end of the apartment complex. Then she went under it and into no man's land, which is a narrow wilderness area that stands between this apt. complex and a Wal-Mart. She'd be safe there. I wonder if a groundhog dug that hole that goes under the fence. They are good diggers. I love 'em all.
So much to fear
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