Gary left Florida March 15th to head back to MN to go back to work and to get our house on the market. It was pretty quiet here, no one to fight with, there were several bottles and jars that were left unopened, falling asleep without the calming snore sounds was tough and the dogs really missed him. So after 6 weeks apart, we made the decision that Gary should just come back, life is too short to be apart and who knows when and if the MN house will sell, the pressure was just too much for both of us, esp. Gary. So Gary returned here April 27th and it was almost like we were newlyweds again if you get my drift.
Things went pretty well here while Gary was gone. I was home alot when I wasn't working, I don't know anyone here really, but I did spend some time with Mary and Pat so that broke up the time but there was one day full of excitement that I rather forget.
I was out running errands one morning and came home and left the dogs out into the back yard to do their business while I went and did my business inside and when I went to bring the dogs back in, there was a third animal in the back yard. I realized in 5 seconds it was a big old ugly dirty possum and he was just strolling along, the dogs are like hey, what's up, do you want to be my friend? WTF? These dogs bark at a flea on the neighbor's window and now we have this fatass possum in the back yard and they just mosey along like he belongs there.
Well, I immediately got the dogs in, I found a water bucket and threw it at disgusting possum man and he just looks at me, like, you missed, so what. So I started screaming to get out of here and again, nothing. So I go in the house and start crying. I realize at that moment that I have to move cause there ain't no way I am living next door to a frickin possum esp one that fat and ugly. Are there cute possums? I don't think so.
So I call Gary at work in MN and I tell him to stop everything and get on a plane, we have a problem. After calming down a little I tell him about butt ugly possum guy and he has no idea what I should do except calm down. How can I calm down at a time like this? I have a possum checking out our back yard to start a family. So Gary says I should call someone.
After making a couple calls to different possum disposal companies, I find Dave and he comes over immediately after he realizes I may have to be hospitalized if someone doesn't get that ratfink possum out of my yard. So I show him approximately where the possum was last seen and he puts on this big glove and starts digging in the bushes to look for him and I asked him if he was nuts. That pigface possum is going to chew your face off but he assures me he has done this many times and sure enough, he comes out with the possum in his gloved hand and puts him in a cage.
Dave informs me that there is something wrong with this obscene looking animal and he doesn't think they can save him and I say, WTF? Who saves a possum? I said to Dave are you kidding me? You have my permission to dispose of every possum every born, who would want to save these monster like mammals?
Enough looking back, we are only going forward from here unless of course there is something I must bitch about. And you'll hear all about it. Margaret
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