You remember the post about my sister Meg and the groundhog right? Go read if you missed it, seriously funny video...like seriously funny. Trust me.
Back? OK here is the follow up to the story...or part 2...
Nelson called yesterday to tell me he had arrived at our house to prep for pouring our concrete patio.
I told him we'd be home in a minute, and not to "be alarmed, but there's a live groundhog trapped under the bucket near the fence."
Nelson: "Ok, Uhhh....did you want me to exterminate him for you?"
Yes. Yes. I do.
But not in my yard.
So, Nelson happily packed up Lil Phil
Hahahahaha, if only I had caught his face when I psyched him out. It was so funny. I insisted that Phil could still get out of there, but Nelson assured me that the secured lid was sufficient.
The minute we walked away from the closed container, the lid came flying off the bucket and up into the air. I screamed, and Nelson sprinted back over to it, grabbed the lid, threw it back on as fast as he could, and said, "Ok, I think we might need to get a rope."
So Phil was tied up,
thrown into the back of a truck,
and taken home to Nelson's house....
where he was shot with a pellet gun, skinned, and is now soaking in a salt water bath.
Nelson plans to fire up his roasting pan tomorrow night and cook us up a Groundhog feast.
He promises to bring me a sample.
I requested only a bite size sample.
we are freaking going to eat Groundhog Phil.
with lettuce, of course.
You mess with my garden and I will destroy you.
(I'm back to sounding tough again. yay.)
Good stuff right? It kills me that her blog is private and that this kind of awesomeness is not being shared with more than her exclusive list of readers. I am thankful she allowed me to share it with y'all!