Well, I guess that gets to be your special secret! I've never seen one climb. I was skiing once and saw a porcupine high up in a tree. We were eye to eye from the chairlift.

in eastern Ohio. It was our playground we had free rein to hunt, fish, shoot, swim, I even ran across a couple
patches of marijuana that I never got near. People had varmint rifles and bragged about the distance we
shot groundhogs from. I have seen groundhogs climbing trees before. The coal companies sold all that land now it
is posted no trespassing. I quit hunting about 25 years ago, I couldn't shoot anything now except with a camera.

My husband and I were on our deck several years ago and saw some baby groundhogs run up a willow tree a little way. Neither of us had seen that before.

Deep in the valley of the forest
It was the wood chucker's paradise.
Where the rivers run their course /
The most perfect place to be/ if
you wanted to keep it green
you needed them.

You'd walk by and marvel at what they did because you understood.


To be a wood chucker, an architect, born to have that instinct,
in the exact correct place.
What Beauty
so succinct / whoa... Slow down Johnny, don't get the wrong
Idea. Think! Nature, you know, naturally sometimes human being's
go a tad bit too far with motor mechanized movement of Mother Earths
surface - like, where-ever...


Well, there's that, and then, there's all the hunting for beaver skins
That went down.

Note - the one thing may not have led to the other. But, I'm just saying!
They kind of did!!!

Peace!

Thanks for sharing!

... a wood chuck chuck' line... and I'm certain if this particular chat room had more visitors, the response would be witty and charming. But I must admit... I might be a little drunk.