The Real Wild Kingdom

The wild kingdom is in my garage. I am beginning to wonder... the Great Horned Owl at the condo, the Gopher Snake in the neighbor's closet (see big D's blog), now this....

I was doing a simple task, bar b queing a nice thick steak for supper. I had my meat on the platter and opened my garage door to go to the grill and there he was...A possum.

This critter sat in the garage at the bottom of the steps... looked up sleepily... then a few minutes later waddled all the way up the steps and sat at the door as I peaked out with big D's pellet gun. I protested at first at the use of the gun... I opted for the windex in a spray bottle. It did nothing. So, the master target shooter guided me through locking and loading... mission accomplished. The thing left... I think. I worry he made his way into the house in my panic and he will come out with those beadie little eyes...

Ok...all can I just say is all this wildlife, the owl, the snake...the possum in my garage trying to invade my house... please stop! I will destry you!