That Groundhog

She's gotten big and burly, all stuffing and no fluff taken all the veggie garden early as if that weren't enough; gingerly she rises up bird feeders awkwardly but stealthy to climb the young cherry trunk , no speedster she settles in to eat her finds. Birds and squirrels simply watch silently waiting their turn as she drops like sasquatch having satisfied her yearn. A scan right then left she spies another tantalizing tasty snack as suddenly she catches my dog's eyes and that ball of fur runs away only later to come back.