I stumbled across this post from back in 2008 when I first opened this space and since most everyone reading today wasn’t around back then (and since I have NOTHING to write about right now), I thought I’d rerun it. I’d forgotten all about it and it gave me a chuckle.
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You can’t see it in the photo, but he had quills running all down his chest and legs and some in his back, as well. He had to be anesthetized in order to have them removed and is sleeping it off behind the sofa. C.’s bank account is $400 lighter for the trouble (x 6 = $2,400). Oh, Buddy. Stop chasing porcupines. They’ll always come out on top.