This morning when I read Renie's blog, I was inspired to write this event in my life.
My husband and I lived on the outskirts of Huntsville. We had 2 acreas, an Apple orchard and the best soil I have ever seen.
I had 5 or 6 flower beds and a beautiful veggie garden. I had a neighbor right by my veggie garden, his name was Mr. Groundhog. Everyday when I went out to look at my garden, Mr. Groundhog would stick his head out of his hole in the ground to see what I was doing.
So when I would go back in the house I watched him at the back door.
Out he would come and get a big tomato and sit right there in my garden and stand on his hind legs and eat that tomato.
Shortly after that I would bring out a low stool and sit a ways from where he was eating
and talk to him in a low gentle voice. I did this for 6 months getting closer each time, still talking to him, he would turn his head and look at me after I had been doing that for several months. One day I ventured right up to him and offered him the tomato that was in my hand.
He reaced out and took it from my hand !!!!!!! he did not run away but, sat there and ate it right by my side. I guess it doesn't take much to thrill me, but I was so thrilled I ran in the house and told my husband. He understood because he loves critters, too.
I have a picture of him eating on of my tomatoes. The next Spring I planted two more tomato plant just for him.
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