be vewy, vewy quiet ...

as you know, i adore gophers. or groundhogs. whatever. i can never remember the difference.

the point is, when i see one, it's a good day indeed.

each morning and evening i pass a meadow that is fondly known around our house as "gopher field." when conditions are just right, you can see a gopher in all his glorious gopherness, sunning himself, nose pointed up toward the summer sky.

but don't let him catch you watching, even from a far-off distance. for he will surely scamper off into the woods as fast as his chubby little legs will take him.