May 21 2007
it’s back…
Remember the possum? The one who would drive Turbo crazy, sending him to climb trees and jump fences in an effort to apprehend the poor rodent, and me seven months pregnant running after him climbing trees and jumping fences at 6am in the morning? The one we so stealthily caught last summer and released into the country like good animal activists. Well, looks like it had a baby and left it behind. Turbo had it between its jaws this morning. In my sleepy haze I almost decided to just let him have it but then I realized that the vomit that would surely come up afterwards would likely be an even worse pain in the ass to clean up so I shook it out of his mouth and brought him inside. By the time I came back the possum was done possuming. I’m done being nice. WOULD SOMEONE PLEASE COME AND SHOOT THE DAMN WILDLIFE LIVING IN OUR YARD!
Just taking a guess here, but you hadn’t had your coffee at this point yet, had you?
I guess the all caps at the end would be a good indication of that.
Maybe I should start sleeping with the coffee maker next to me.
That’s funny :0 Just keeping up with one of my favorite girls
Staci! Woman! Where have you been?!