Sign of The Times...Or Something More Sinister?

So, hubby and I are on yet another one of our many journeys to Wally World and we notice groundhogs here and there grazing alongside the "big road".

For the most part they looked well fed and happy in their business of munching on the state maintained salad bar in the medians.

We catch a glimpse of one groundhog that causes hubby to remark "look at that raggedy groundhog". That's all it took to get us started on the possible history of this unfortunate woodchuck. We decided that based upon his disheveled appearance he must be homeless. We're fairly certain he prospered at some point in his life but had obviously fallen on hard times. While the others were lounging in the more lush areas of the highway, "Homeless" was off by himself in the sparse patches of greenery.

Maybe, just maybe he wasn't homeless due to the economy. Perhaps he has a criminal background and has been shunned by groundhog society. Banished from the normal life of the woodchuck world? Finally, this groundhog could have been a complete fraud. To lazy to work he prays on the sympathies of his fellow woodchucks who in turn bring him nuts, berries and an occasional plump grub. It's all in our twisted imaginations.