My front door
Earlier today, while I was upstairs at the computer, I heard a thumping noise downstairs. It sounded as though it was coming from the front porch, or the front door. It sounded more like thumping than knocking. I stepped into the upstairs bedroom to make sure Lily was on the bed where I thought she was. She was, but she had an alert, confused look on her face. She’d heard the sound too.
I went down the steps, and there at the front door, nose to the glass, was a groundhog. I don’t know what he was doing. Trying to get the door open? Curious about what was inside? Intrigued by his reflection in the glass? Knocking?
In any case, when he saw me, he clumsily bounded down the steps and ran back into the rabbit patch, pausing a couple of times to look back over his shoulder at me. It all happened too fast for me to grab the camera, so that’s a scene that I was unable to capture, like the time before the garden fence was built when I found a deer and two turkeys raiding the garden together.
The behavior of wild animals can be so puzzling. But I do believe they’re much smarter than we think.
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I want to thank you for your detailed journal entries on building your house. I recently moved from San Francisco to Oklahoma City, and I’m looking at building a retirement cottage at Lake Eufala, Oklahoma. Your journal has really helped me in deciding to go with the same gothic plan you have selected–but make changes here and there to make it my own, of course.
Excellent! You’ll love the house. It’s not fun to build, but it’s nice to live in. 🙂
I’d love to see photos of your place when you start construction.
I think he thougth he was taking on an interloper in his garden by seeing his/her reflection at your door or it was trying to warn you of something.
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