The Daily Mustard

Pet Stop Along I-80

If I were Pat Robertson, I'd be concerned that my wife would take it to heart that it was okay to divorce a spouse who has obviously lost his mind.

I saw a groundhog in a semi-rural neighborhood of Bloomington today. It was a very svelte groundhog; you might have almost mistaken it for an otter. I don't know if that's a sign of a healthy groundhog or a starving one.