So remember the Woodchuck naming contest? The Sleight Farm woodchucks have been very busy this spring. There are now four baby Woodchucks, or is it Woodchicks? Anyway, this changes things considerably for both the naming contest and whether we can live in harmony with so many wood-eating critters. They are living in a rural penthouse of sorts,
an 125-year old barn with a newly added Amish built roof. The floor is in a bad state because of their underground tunnels that crisscross the barn. This old farm can only take so much chewing and upheaval.
We may have to relocate the parents and kids to more simpatico spot at a lovely respite, Sleepy Hollow State Park down the road. I have a hunch moving the chucks and chicks sounds easier than it is. Should I move them or let them be? Until we decide how and if we should send them packing, send in your suggestions to name the Sleight Farm woodchuck family.
Seems like we have a new family of woodchucks moving in to take up residence under the woodpile every year. They all get the same name – “Chuck”.