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Gee, look what PITA brought in! Such a nice gift for bedtime.

Posted Monday, January 18, 2010, at 7:54 AM

Good MLK Monday to you! This may not apply to the headline of the blog, but I wanted to take a brief moment to acknowledge the life of a man who certainly influenced America and the world. I lived during his life and death but never got ca chance to hear his views in person. While I am sure he was a man like all of us, his convictions for Civil Rights has taken us a long way. (to the good)

Anyone who follows my blog knows I often ramble between unrelated topics, so if that drives you crazy, STOP NOW! It is an illness that I can not resolve in one short lifetime. That is why I call the blog Bedford Ramblings.

Maybe it occurs because of the numerous breaks in thought that I experience as I cater to our many pet members. Sophie just came down and HAD TO go out. Kit Kat decided the same thing right after her and now Sammy is wanting back in. It goes not like this most of the day.

The headline talks about our most recent stray family member PITA. Our veterinarian folks love her acronym name, especially when I put the title Royal in front. All things considered, she behaves a little better after her trip ti the vet, but she backslides now and then. Like insisting on going number 2 right where I split wood for the fire. I have improved my splitting force by shouting her name each time I come down with the splitting maul.

Last night Debbi had already gotten in bed and I loaded the fire one last time. It is in our attached greenhouse. I said good night to the dogs and cats out there ad locked up. All was peaceful, but as I was coming back passed the door I notice Royal PITA bouncing around. This was less than 5 minutes after I had been out there.

In that time, she had been outside, grabbed a opossum and brought it inside through the pet door. Excuse me a minute, Pepperz now wants in........Now back to the story. This is a full grown opossum and QUITE ALIVE. Luckily I had my cell phone, so I called Debbi (just upstairs) to run interference for me while I figure out how to remove said opossum, safely (for both of us).

I grabbed a trash can, put it on its' side and ushered Mr/Ms opossum in with a broom. He/She hung on with tail and paw, but finally went to the bottom. I SURE hope it appreciates what we did to save it. Have you ever looked into the mouth of an opossum? Nasty looking teeth.

Oops! The starting bell is about to ring, so got to get ready for work.

By the way, I did not forget Weed'em & Reap. espoontoon reminded me to not conflict with the NFL, so this coming weekend might not be best.


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Oh so funny. that reminds me of the bird the cats brought in from the sanctary quite alive and pissed, and the snake too.

I love our pets but gee they can be work.

-- Posted by 4fabfelines on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 8:27 AM

Oh my son calls Possums Satan's Pet cause they are so ugly and have those nasty wicked looking teeth.

-- Posted by 4fabfelines on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 8:28 AM

It is hard to fall in live with even a baby possum.

-- Posted by stevemills on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 8:40 AM

It is hard to fall in love with even a baby possum.

-- Posted by stevemills on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 8:40 AM

This is what happens when the finger clicks before engaging mind. Normal for me.

-- Posted by stevemills on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 8:42 AM

We had a blind possum that moved in with our cats in the pet taxis.

The cats didn't seem to mind-especially after I put out "non-feline" treats so their new roommate ate more apples and such than cat food.

Our vet gave us the go-ahead and we never attempted to domesticate it.

It would pick out its own places and come and go as it pleased.

(It just chose our pets' crates and our back yard as its headquarters.)

Its lack of sight made it very defensive but it never seemed to harm our dogs or cats.

They had gotten so used to it that it was a while before we knew it was there.

("Er...all the cats are out here. Who's in the pet taxi growling?"

It had a very colorful vocabulary but seemed grateful when blankets were put over the sleeping boxes,fresh water and straw were put out or hot food appeared in the dishes.

There was no question of it bonding with us as our pets had but,as a guest and would-be tenant,it seemed to share the cats' appreciation for good "staff".

-- Posted by quantumcat on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 3:27 PM

The dogs did not freak out?

-- Posted by stevemills on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 5:54 PM

Oh,at first they did,but then it became just another member of their turf so we humans didn't even notice it until after it was settled in and we saw it in person.

The dogs would bark and the cats would hiss at times but they'd do that with one another or any distraction.

Dogs:

(That man's stealing our garbage again! That lady took something out of the box-on-a-stick. Who told that cloud it could float over OUR garage??!!)

Cats:

(That is MY patch of sunlight. If I'd wanted Junebugs in my water,I'd put them there myself.

We need another of those fuzzy cylinders. Daddy keeps taking ours and dipping them into paint cans.)

My husband and I speculated that it MIGHT have been the adult version of the baby oppossum that showed up in our feline matriarch's house years earlier.

We were surprised to see her peep out from her doghouse with this little furball as snow piled up around the threshhold.

It was obviously a surrogate kitten rather than a meal and stayed under her watchful eye long past the time spring got fully underway and it was bigger than its foster mother.

If it was the same critter,it knew our old mama cat and how to live on cat food.

If not,perhaps another beast just read the signs (or smelled the scents) of a sanctuary for all species of critters wild and tame in need of a "Peaceable Kingdom".

-- Posted by quantumcat on Mon, Jan 18, 2010, at 10:59 PM


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Steve Mills and his wife have one daughter and live on a farm outside of Bell Buckle. They previously owned two coffee/ice cream shops, currently operate an internet sales company and teach classes, but his primary job involves the paper industry worldwide. Hobbies and interests lie in gardening, photography, recorded music and of course, their pets.