This guy, as Ken can tell you, is a Party Possum -- about the only time you ever see him is when you have a party in the yard, in which case he likes to come out from behind the shed and sit in the Oleander bush next to the drinking patio.
Then this spring our crap-fruit tree was in full blossom, and the buddy came down in full blown daylight *twice* to get some mouthfuls of delicious loquat. He's huge -- the hindquarters of a young pig, tail of a monster rat. Then the other night for some reason he decided to come visit near the back office, even though I wasn't holdin' any possum-food.
oh I do miss the possum friends of Sunset Drive. we have a few here, but see them rarely.
tonight i was sitting in the van in the driveway using the fancy stereo to evaluate a recording, and a Huge Mothafarking Raccoon entered the open garage.
i turned on the headlights. it looked up, disgusted, and continued toward the dog-food bucket. i got out of the van and told the buddy, "you need to get out of my goddamned garage."
it did, slowly, with hatred. waddled over to the edge of the lawn and just stared at me. of course if hunter had been outside with me, he would've made that 'coon regret being born.
Then this spring our crap-fruit tree was in full blossom, and the buddy came down in full blown daylight *twice* to get some mouthfuls of delicious loquat. He's huge -- the hindquarters of a young pig, tail of a monster rat. Then the other night for some reason he decided to come visit near the back office, even though I wasn't holdin' any possum-food.
tonight i was sitting in the van in the driveway using the fancy stereo to evaluate a recording, and a Huge Mothafarking Raccoon entered the open garage.
i turned on the headlights. it looked up, disgusted, and continued toward the dog-food bucket. i got out of the van and told the buddy, "you need to get out of my goddamned garage."
it did, slowly, with hatred. waddled over to the edge of the lawn and just stared at me. of course if hunter had been outside with me, he would've made that 'coon regret being born.
One day soon, that whole fucking office is going to float down the driveway and onward down Sunset Blvd.