Saturday, August 09, 2008

Quite Possimus


My sister is a participant in the “varmint curse” that seems to be plaguing our family of late. She has employed my Dad’s live traps in the past. Her quarry of necessity: the Opossum.

She has been plagued with the little marsupials lo these many days, and had captured a couple of them recently.

Her plan, on catching the little fellows, is to bring them to our parents’ house to leave them to be disciplined/rehabilitated. We don’t ask too many questions, being animal tolerators. Suffice to say, the boss decides which direction to take on a case by case basis.

The latest catch has given my mother a different idea for this possum. She plans to bring it in, dress it in doll clothes and keep them as pets.

This seems very viable, considering my mother’s patience and the inherent gentleness of a possum. I will keep you all posted if she goes through with it.

This could be fun.

UPDATE
Wollf submitted a foto that perhaps indicates my mother's intentions better than the original I posted.

I have to agree. Thanx Wollf!

6 comments:

DammitWomann said...

Are you kidding me? You take them to your Mother???

aA said...

why? wouldn't you?

Besides, her birthday is Tuesday.

DammitWomann said...

Heck NO!

I'm the Mom.........

*shudder*

Anonymous said...

I saw another one last night but was too lazy to set the trap...he was just as cute as the previous one....maybe she will have one for her birthday! Now where were those doll clothes?
Sis

Howlsatmoon said...

Happy Birfday Mrs. S!! But personally, when dealing with these "gentle creatures" *Hssss pfffftt, bite* the old song comes to mind....

"Nothing would be finer, than that rat in my trash can liner.....in the moorrning....."

*forgive me for I have sinned*

DammitWomann said...

OMG - that photo is priceless. LOL

So aa - did your Momma like it?