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a marsupial
Jul. 1st, 2009 10:16 pmDear Mushroomhead,
My roommate and I leave the back door ajar to let the cats roam the garden, and we keep our recycling in small bins by that door. Glass, compost, and paper/plastic. Sometimes we leave the dishwasher hanging open. This weekend my roommate warned me she had seen a rodent in our compost bucket, so we added a lid to the container. I brushed off the incident.
After breakfast yesterday, she opened the dishwasher and screamed. I ran into the room. A young possum was hiding behind the dishes. We chased it out of the house with the morning paper, but it refused to leave the backyard until we set up a protected trail out and then "watered" around the possum. It quickly scurried out of sight, and to be safe we covered the space under the gate. Again, I thought we were done with the little guy.
Today my roommate got an email from a local humane society representative. Someone had found a baby possum a few blocks down the road from our place and was unable to take it up to the wildlife rehabilitation center, and the representative was hoping my roommate could ferry it on her way to work. She politely declined.
Anyway, I washed some laundry today and made chicken soup. Has your week been as interesting as that?
Your sunburnt friend,
Qwerty T.
My roommate and I leave the back door ajar to let the cats roam the garden, and we keep our recycling in small bins by that door. Glass, compost, and paper/plastic. Sometimes we leave the dishwasher hanging open. This weekend my roommate warned me she had seen a rodent in our compost bucket, so we added a lid to the container. I brushed off the incident.
After breakfast yesterday, she opened the dishwasher and screamed. I ran into the room. A young possum was hiding behind the dishes. We chased it out of the house with the morning paper, but it refused to leave the backyard until we set up a protected trail out and then "watered" around the possum. It quickly scurried out of sight, and to be safe we covered the space under the gate. Again, I thought we were done with the little guy.
Today my roommate got an email from a local humane society representative. Someone had found a baby possum a few blocks down the road from our place and was unable to take it up to the wildlife rehabilitation center, and the representative was hoping my roommate could ferry it on her way to work. She politely declined.
Anyway, I washed some laundry today and made chicken soup. Has your week been as interesting as that?
Your sunburnt friend,
Qwerty T.
