We are losing, or have pretty much lost the battle against the woodchuck, and are prepared to throw in the towel. Either that, or try to kill the darn thing. I have the trap and am tempted to use it, if anything purely out of principle, though the sight of some little mammal caught in the jaws of death may be too much for this family to take.
We've done all that we can at this point to stop that critter from getting in, and he keeps getting in. I can't believe it. It almost seems as if he's squeezing through the holes in the wire fence, at which point the game is over. If he can fit through the fence, then he can get in anywhere. We tried to use the humane trap but have managed only to catch flies. I really think we may have to get Draconian, or just pursue other hobbies.
I don't even like gardening.
Besides, with the Grateful Dumpling and all the other assorted projects, coupled with the brutally hot summer we've had, all roads seem to lead to getting a CSA share, or buying our produce at the farmer's market, where there is amazing stuff.
Sometimes you have to let others do what you simply cannot do yourself. I have to confess, however, that the corn and the tomatoes look good, so all is not lost... yet.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Peter Galbraith for the pic.