The city came yesterday and picked up our first caged opossum. Robin set the trap again tonight, thinking we'd start catching the raccoons. Apparently the first opossum has a brother. Or a sister. Or the city dropped the first one off at our corner. Anyway, we're infested.
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wild country
Oh, those things are just so creepy!!!
Start selling tickets! But please don't let Baylee know...
I just had a terrible thought. Maybe Robin will get use to this and say "why spend my time waiting for deer in the rain, etc, when I can catch something in my own back yard!" You know what that means!
Better hide that cage!
Cheryl, you have a point.
LOL Cheryl!
Okay, that would flip me out. Seriously.
I saw one by the backdoor when I was babysitting once (like 20 years ago)... I think I peed my pants.
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