A longtime reader asked: âIs your olâ buddy Gary the groundhog getting his fill of your garden this year?â It was a reference to a couple of columns I wrote back in 2020 describing my battle with a groundhog that took up residence under my shed for the bounty of a small garden I tilled nearby. Last yearâs fight ended in a tie with neither of us going hungry. I never answered the age-old question of how much wood could a woodchuck chuck, but I do know he can eat twice his weight in squash plants. This year, unfortunately for me, Gary produced reinforcements. He and his wife, Greta, at some point were blessed with two little whistlepigs named Gandalf and the Great Goblin.