How much wood could a woodchuck chuck?

Meet Chewy. He has been with us for several years now.. maybe 4, maybe more. He's a rebel. Doesn't show himself on Groundhog's Day like he's "suppose to", and he's even been known to hang around until Thanksgiving, and have himself a little feast, before retiring for the winter - under our shed.
He always gets mad at me when I take his picture while he's looking for good weeds.

Looks like something got stuck in his tooth...

Camera shy... or...

just preparing to give me the Evil Eye....

Oh, please... I've seen this little scaredy hog in action! He just pretends to be a tough guy. But we know...

Here he is hangin' out on his porch. He's like our own little Kato Kaelin, shackin' up under our shed, moochin' off our weed-s, comes and goes as he pleases. Thankfully, he doesn't have any friends, so we don't have to worry about loud parties or anything.

We also have this little guy (well, honestly I don't know if it's the same one every year, but every year we have one and he's pretty predictable about when he comes out to say hi) Can you see him in this picture, posing for the camera with Noah and Emmy?

Here he is up close:

Say hi to Toady. Yes, all of our animal friends have names that end in 'Y', and they are all males, so far. That's just the way it is here on the Turner Plantation.

Tomorrow, I'll share with you some more Wild life, called Mom and Sisters go to Lancaster. Whoo, Hoo!