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Fat furry woodland creature on the road....be advised.....be very advised....

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Anonymous said…
Oh my! And DG is himself on the road at this point! Happily he's a continent away and woodchucks, as I recall, can't move quite that fast... or can they?
Woodchuck said…
We little woodchucks have learned the value of a big V8 and 4X4 traction control. We now can move as fast as the local law inforcement will allow.
Bert said…
Fat furry woodland creature AND FAMILY on the road...
Anonymous said…
yup, it's true - the family is onboard this time - and we have pictures . . .
Anonymous said…
Travel and Companion have returned to home base. Northwest nearly roasted us on Monday afternoon. We pulled away from the gate in Memphis on a packed plane, with broken airconditioning and then set for nearly 40 minutes before takeoff. One feathered little but was getting mighty sticky by the time we made it to altititude.

DG

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