Journalist by day; writer by night.
I don't think anyone should post their story before you finish yours: What did the groundhog do when you had it by the tail, and did you bring it home or let it go?
OK, Scott. You win. Here's the story. My dad and I were coming home from fishing. We were driving across this bridge when a groundhog darted in front of us. My dad stopped the car and told me to go and catch it. I was out of the car before he could say "No." I don't think he really expected I would go after the dang thing. But I did. I chased that groundhog back and forth across that bridge. At one point I went for his stomach and almost got bit. That's when I got really mad and grabbed his tail. I took that groundhog to my dad, who was sitting in the car shocked at what he was seeing. I said, "I caught it, Dad. Can we take it home?" He said something to the effect that "Your mother will kill us if we bring that thing home." So I let it go. I often think what would have happened if it would have bitten me. So that's the whole story. Now your turn.