He's Back

Arnold (Opossumus Austriabodicus Germanicus) is back. Turned in early and sleeping soundly when a thump hit the side of the house. Grabbing for my trusty defense mechanism I became more aware and thought, it's probably Arnold. It was. He was going round and round with a small dog and they both ran off when I walked up to scene of the scuffle. The little devils tore my sign up again, but it can be repaired. The dog was a small brown furry critter weighing at a guestimate of 10-15 pounds. Of course Arnold is the size of a small pony and has been mistaken for one.

Several years ago friend cell phoned me from her car and said, "Mike, you have to come out here. Either a large German Shepherd or a small pony just climbed up in the oak tree." After some reassurance she finally got out and then ran for the door. I couldn't keep up. Arnold comes and goes at his possum pace. No, this is not made up. Several people have seen him. Brother Dave from Hurricane Creek saw him attacking the grill on the front porch one night. There's rumors he and a gang of stormtrooper possums stole a Ford Escort for a possum joy ride many years ago. Ahhh youth. Whaddya gonna do?

"Life is too short to sleep on low thread-count sheets."
~Leah Stussy