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A cooking Woodchuck.



It' s a little know fact, Woodchucks can cook. On the little trip to the cabin by the lake, I did indeed do all of the cooking.

The big question is, "Can he cook"? Well, one does not get this fat on Twinkies alone.

How would you like you Omelet?

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
I refuse to comment on the grounds that we have already been through marriage counseling and you are stuck with me anyway . . .
Me said…
Sounds like Woodchucks and Monkeydragons don't eat the same foods. Hee hee hee.

I just worry about your fuzzy tail getting in the way and starting on fire!!!
Anonymous said…
My oldest brother says that cooking with furry forest creatures is fun; but then I think he involves them in an unpleasant way.

DG
Unknown said…
Is it just the light or did you get to close to the stove and singe your belly?
Your woodchuck is quite cute and very talented!!! Thanks for stopping by and checking out Jolly Green Girl's Confidential. Drop in again. :)

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