More adventures with opossums, or, this is how marriage works

This is what I did for Mother’s Day

Ranting About Rectangles

This morning started out like any other morning. I was half awake, in my pajamas, outside feeding the rabbits and chickens. And then my husband shouted from the garage door “There’s an opossum in the cat food!”

It was suddenly not an ordinary day, and I was very awake.

Turns out a very young opossum had gotten into our garage and into the cat food bag. The cat and dog food bags are stored in an aluminum trash can with a tight fitting lid, but it must not have been put on correctly last night. It happens; I’m just glad hubby looked into the bag before reaching in.

The ‘possum wasn’t going anywhere, so hubby went inside to put on something more substantial than pajamas. I got the pitchfork and decided to make sure THIS opossum never graduated to eating my chicken’s eggs – but hubby had other ideas.

“Do you really…

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2 thoughts on “More adventures with opossums, or, this is how marriage works

  1. i bet that mama opossum was really happy to get her baby back. 🙂 i don’t know if i could kill it either. no. i couldn’t. i thought about it. i’d have to let it run free too.

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