I just had one of those little hiccups in the day that really inhale.

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I have a pile of -irewood that I have been pulling part to keep the -ireplace going for the last rainy week.

The last -ew days I have seen some strays in the yard, helping themelves to the regular's bowls of food.

No problem there?

This morning I went to grab a wheel barrow o- wood while the weather was clear.

I grabbed a bunch, began to fill the wheel barrow then turned to see a rather large ball of -ur in the corner. I though it was a cat I had seen in the morning and wondered how it had died so quickly. I looked closer and it was a giant possum. I almost -ell back in shock because I had leaned forward to check it out-I then noticed it had a snout, nails and ugly mug.

I said some "Sixth letter of the Alphabet" words and took my wheel barrow to the back of the house. I went inside and sat for a -ew minutes as repulsed as I have ever been.

I gathered mysel- up to go take care of the critter-I grabbed gloves, a shovel, trash can and the thought that if I took care of it now, I would not have to worry about it later.


(I was thinking about him 'playing possum', but he was there just as I left him.)

When I made it around the corner I saw a stray taking off and wondered......Uh, what did I miss? I took a closer look and saw that he had been 'violated' by the strays from the area-I cringed, got him loaded up into the can and walked him to the larger trash cans.

When I came back in to the house I checked the computer and saw that I had a reply from a person who I mentioned it to earlier.

They told me that they hoped he was 'intact' and no one -rom the 'hood' had taken advantage!

Litttle did they know how prophetic their message was.

I had to hold it on the trip at arm's length, He landed in the small bucket looking at me!

He's somewhere across the rainbow bridge now and I hope he's playing hard...

I have oh so much more respect for the guys that big up the animals off the streets and highways, not a good job.