Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Oh! Possum!

Tomorrow is Trash Day. But I will drown in a sea of garbage inside of this house before I go back outside to the trash bin.

Not as long as it is serving as a Critter Condo.

As she was righting the tipped over trash can this morning, my mom got a "Good Morning" jolt from what she thought was a raccoon staring back at her. I told her not to worry--I'd go outside and "take care of it". Raccoons are cute. Cuddly. Plush.

However, upon further investigation (by me, a broom, and Mariah), it was determined to be this:


I would have preferred the raccoon.

I tried to coax it out with a trail of grapes, a la E.T./Reese's Pieces. But clearly--if it enjoys garbage, I don't know why I thought its discerning palate would favor fresh fruit over a dirty diaper.

So as far as I know, its still in there. And the trash will be piling up by the door.


Christy said...

OMG, that picture is scarier than a carful of clowns. *shudder*

Michele said...

LOL, Your camera flash didn't even scare him away! It looks like he just said, "Sup Sharon?...just chillin' gettin' my eat on". LOL!!!