Enter Gus.
Gus is rather large, with a voracious yet oddly single-tracked appetite. He prefers to eat one crop at a time, starting with the cucumbers. At first, he nibbled. Then, he lost all control and like a junkie looking for a fix, he grazed through our garden in less than a day.

Then he was gone for a few days.
On the fourth day of the siege, Eric noticed some nibbles on the broccoli – the precious broccoli. Bunnies, perhaps? Nothing to worry about – the rabbits never do more than test the produce before moving on.
Day five. Jenni returns home from school to this alarming site:

The glove has been thrown and we of Wily Jeneric have taken up the challenge. Gus the groundhog will be defeated.
Bonus points to whoever can figure out the link between Operation Gus and Baby Jeneric.
1 comment:
I hear you can hire sharpshooters from Alberta to take care of Gus. Or being from the Garden State, maybe you can reach out to a member of Cosa Nostra and have Gus silently garotted.
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