Thursday, December 6, 2007

Christmas Possum

Yes indeed, we have a opossum. As I opened the door to let the dog out to do his business this morning on his "TT" pad in the garage because it was too cold for a walk, I noticed things were knocked over on the floor. I went into the garage and found that golf balls were scattered all around. I turned around and there sat the biggest possum in a chair that I have ever seen in my life. I let out a scream and ran in the house. I told my husband to come look at this. My husband had just said a few days ago he thought we had a opossum because the cat food bag had a hole in it. He tried to run him off but he just creeped further into the back of the garage. I was trying to take his picture but couldn't get a good one. After my husband left, I shut the garage door and tried to get him to come to the front of the garage with some cat food.
My son-n-law stopped by today around lunch time because he was working a claim case in our neighborhood. I ask him are we covered by State Farm for possum damage? I told him there is one in our garage. He immediately started walking to the back door and I said, don't run him off until I get a picture. After all the snarling and hissing, I finally got the picture and Mike said, "Do you think your Alfa agent would have done this for you? He's gone now but I think he will probably be back tonight. Needless to say, all the cat food is in the house. No more goodies for him.

He or she has got some pretty fur, but I draw the line on spinning opossum fur.

8 comments:

Yarn Miracle said...

Dude, you have to draw the line somewhere - it may as well be at opossum fur. Takes a True Blogger to get a picture of the critter before trying to get it out of the garage!

ginger said...

hahahaha!!! this is so funny!

Bubblesknits said...

I'll take the itty-bitty mice any day! Those suckers are mean!

Yarn Collectors Anonymous said...

I'm telling you......I can see that pretty gray/black fur spun up into some mighty fine yarn my friend!!! LOL!!! Of course "collecting" the fur would be another thing!!!

You are a better woman than me....I would have DIED on the spot....much less take a picture!!!

tonni said...

Must be the little brother of the one that sits on our fence at night... it drives the dog crazy! What creepy animals... you are BRAVE!

Paula said...

OMG! That is too up close and personal to a possum!

Barbara B. Solbrig said...

Figure out how it gets in and stop it now! When we were in Texas, we had one that kept getting in and out of the crawl space, then it blocked its own way out. It died up there, right next to the furnace venting. We had to cut two holes in the wall to get its gross, decomposing body out.

Anonymous said...

Somebody call Granny Clampett the vixen of wild vittles.