Something is very suspicious at the Moses residence. Woke up and discovered a opossum looking straight in the window of our living room. At first it looked sureal, then upon closer inspection all the while trying to calm my Lhasa Apso down (the non-sporting type???) who would have loved to take a chunck out of him, I proceeded to bang at the window to get him to scram. I thought just maybe it was like the movie "Over the Hedge" you know where the opossum plays dead for some food on the truck.
No luck and no movement. Gosh darn! Now this means (I) ? have to remove the (by now I'm pretty sure dead) UGLY creature! Oh, Dean....... I holler to get his attention from another room. Please come here? What he says.... I responde "you have to see it for yourself. As he looks at animal he says "are you sure it's not playing opossum? Oh I think I'm sure...It's eyes arn't even blinking ....hmmm I wonder to myself "do they have eyelids". In any case the decision was made to just leave him there for awhile and that should certainly give us the answer Dead or Not dead??? ( more like Dean didn't want to do it right now).
Eight hours later hubby picks him up by the tail and proceeds to tell me that we are going to carry the carcas to the office in the morning in the back of the truck (enclosed truck) Oh me, why did he have to say that? That evening slumber entailed some rather non-amusing nightmares of this thing coming alive jumping out of the bag in the truck while we're driving! ATTACK of the not so dead opossum who knew how to play dead better than all his peers!! MY Vision Seemed pretty real to me as far as dreams go. I wish the story would end here but to add even more to the saga...Dean proceeds to tell me that he doesn't think the animal crawled there to die. He said that by the way the animal was laying and how there were no blood droppings to the final site ( who knew DH- a wanna be forensic scientist) "Nope I think he was put there by somebody". Did I really have to know that too???? Who would play such a dirty joke (not so funny) on us? Now I'm wondering what's next on the pranksters agenda before I have my morning coffee? Is this how it is in mountain living? I guess a no tresspassing sign doesn't mean anything to them. Oh wait maybe someone who does something like this can't read. One things for sure, it's officially time to lock our doors and maybe let my little Scooter boy who thinks he's a rottweiller have at-em. One final note of insult....Dean saying have you ever eaten opossum...they're fatty but good. Maybe we'll cook him up for lunch. all said while I'm recovering from severe gastroenteristis....lovely Dean Why don't you just shoot me now!!!
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