"There is something wrong with that squirrel."
"That's because it is not a squirrel. It's a wood chuck," Jim says."Huh?"
"A groundhog. Look how big it is."
I squint. No wonder it is a malformed squirrel. This is what I have to look forward to. I know what a groundhog is. I just didn't know this squirrel was one.
It reminds me of our neighbor at the lake, usually a city dweller, who was sure she saw a kangaroo in the back gully. Jim had to get out the mammal book to show her it was probably a deer. She couldn't be sure. Maybe it was a fox. There's something wrong with that kangaroo.
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