Jennifer, I am horrified that you had opossums in your house. I would have died. I am not kidding. I wouldn't be able to stay another second, much less another night. I am just so freaked out by them. I read your post agasp and thinking, "oh my goodness...oh my goodness.." I just torture myself checking this thread out. lol. My best friend and I share your hatred of those horrid little beasts. She knows someone who has one as a pet. I can't wait to tell her you had them in your house. Than my friend and I can be horrified together. Who needs a rollar coaster or a horror flick when those things exist!
"Oh, Lord! Hold me back!" Sweets, I have to share a story with you. Once apon a time, I was young. I had attended 15 elementary schools, 7 jr highs and managed to flunk out of my single High School possition. I never saw or read typical childhood stories. (Was 22 before I saw Beauty and the Beast in any form)....and everything I knew about the outside world was from moving, or from tv. Fast forward to 1992. My Future DH and I are drivng through OK on our way to Colorado. Suddenly across the flatlands a deranged wild skinny chicken came blazing across the dusty plain. It was so fast, I swear I saw con-trails behind him. As the pasenger in this van with a huge windsheild, I turn to my FDH and asked, "What the heck was that? A deranged chicken?" He replied, "Uh, no. It was a roadrunner, Duh!" Quick as a whip, I poped back with a sure, "Roadrunners aren't real, you silly!" The look, I received, was priceless. From that day forward, his family has found ways to "Celebrate" the fact that I finally learned that roadruners were not just a WB cartoon. I get statues of roadrunners, the various gifts featuring the clever "Chicken" and the occational, "MEEP MEEP!" from my brother in law... Sigh.... It is late, and I felt the need to share... Sorry for the intrution... My spelling is wayyyyy off tonight, sorry.... Now back to your regularly scheduled thread... jen
Thanks a lot you silly! I think I just woke up my whole house with my laugh! Hahaha! They came in a few times. The first time was like, WAR! The back door was between my room and the childrens bedrooms. I heard something and got out of bed. I saw the animals eyes reflecting the faint light from my stoves overhead light and I froze. So did it. I felt like a momma bear with something in between me and my babies. I was so sure this thing would run (Out of fear from me) to the babies side of the house, that I could not move. We stood there, staring each other down fo what seemed like forever. In came my 25 pound huge white fat cat, throught the pet door.... (Usual "Cat about to fight" wails went on for a few moments) with the oppossum taking note of his newfound uncomfortable possition. He began to cower. but not without letting out a defiant HISSSS with is mouth wide open showing all his teeth! AHHHH! The oppossum bolted for the back door, the cat, let out a Mewrow!" as he tried to swipe the thing.... I nearly fainted. I checked on the babies, grabbed a glass of water, blocked the back door pet door for the night, pet the cat and crawled back into bed. Once my heart stoped pounding, I smacked my sleeping husband for not getting up to take care of that wild animal. :lol: whew!
