First off, yesterday in my groundhog hunting rampage, I failed to find a lighter for the gas sticks my FIL gave us to make the groundhog kick the bucket. So Hubby and I could not kill the bastard yesterday.
So last evening, I went out to water everything. Only there was nothing left to water. The only things that were left were the peas, beans, garlic, and peppers. No lettuces, no brassicas, no kales... All gone. Do you hear me??? GONE!!! Bastard gets his lucky number 3.
So this morning, I go outside to let the chickens out of their run. I am walking around my yard in devastation. I come upon the bean bed. And what do you think I see??? NOTHING. THEY ARE GONE. GONE GONE GONE!!!! Bastard gets his lucky number 4.
If I don't get that bastard gone, it really only is a matter of time before he gets to the very last bed of hope with 6 tiny little brussel sprout plants and my tiny little (barely surviving) chard. And my tiny little cucumber sprouts.
Yes... I cried this morning.... A lot.... I may be going insane....
Groundhog Update #1- 5/24/2012 - I called several trappers and exterminators this morning, and guess what, all they do it set out a trap for the low low price of $175 + tax. Well hell, I can do that myself. One even informed me that the city will "take care of the groundhog for you" so I called the city, and guess what they do? Put you on a wait list for a trap, and then you do it yourself. The time on the wait list? 6-8 weeks.... Yeah... I will be taking care of this bastard myself. Going out today to buy some new lighters and cinder blocks.