I'll have the peeking duck, please.

how much wood could a woodchuck chuck

If it lived in our backyard?

We'll keep you posted on that one. Coincidentally, Wikipedia taught me that the etymology of the name woodchuck has nothing to do with either wood or chucking, but is based on a Native American word for it (wuchak).  

I was a little freaked out at first that it was a nutria rat.  Thank you very much for that particular phobia, little brother. However, after much googling and some intense tail comparisons, we determined it to be a less creepy type of rodent.  Ladies and gentlemen, meet our resident whistle-pig.  We have named him Chuckles (and by we I obviously mean me, since Mr. Clean doesn't really go around giving wild animals goofy names very often (which is likely a good thing since I fulfill the goofy quota for two people without really trying)).   

We also have wild bunnies hopping around back there.  Those didn't take us nearly so long to identify.  :)

Wait a second...am I being packed?

Wait a second Dad, you aren't packing me, are you?

All right, I guess this is ok.

Check me out Mom!  I'm in a box!

If I throw my head back and kick my feet out, I can make this thing rock!

Why didn't you pack me earlier?

His new found love of sitting in boxes made packing for our move a little easier (despite his phobia of the sound of packing tape progressing off of the roll).    

5 things to miss/not to miss

5 things I will miss about living in Fairfax (in no particular order):

5.  The farmer's market
4.  Our ward
3.  The little river below our balcony
2.  The frogs living in the river below our balcony
1.  The drycleaner and thrift store within walking distance of our apartment

5 things I will not miss about living in Fairfax:

5.  The sneaky intersection where you can only turn left on certain days during certain hours.
4.  The sneaky spot where you have to get in what appears to be the left turn lane in order to go straight.
3.  Our neighbors who smell like stale ciggarette smoke and bologna.
2. The hike to take the garbage out
1.  Mr. Clean's long commutes.

P.S. The only thing I ever found to cut through stale ciggarette smoke and old bologna smell was peppermint essential oil...in case anyone was wondering.