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Sydney ate the poor widdle mouse she caught (ugh! with a soft crunch crunch — I had to leave the patio), and then soon after barfed it up. Also on the patio, of course. Guess I should have gotten a photo.
Well, it was getting dark and I just didn’t feel like dealing with it. I left it for the morning.
Got up this morning and checked the patio. No mouse barf!
Thank you, possum!
Every household should have its own possum. They make the best mess-disappearers.
The victim: An innocent young mouse, cut down in the prime of its life. Continue reading “A crime of nature”
Sydney was making a ruckus out on the patio, so I went to see what her problem was. Oh. A mouse.
Still quivering, but it was in no condition to escape. Made my stomach lurch to see it. Don’t look at the photos if you’re squeamish. Continue reading “Sydney and the mouse”
Sydney killed another rat early Thursday morning. Or maybe the killer was some other cat; the rat was left in the middle of the lawn, and Sydney usually dumps her presents at the back steps.
I found the rat Thursday afternoon. I’ll leave it for the possum, I thought.
The rat was still there Friday. Guess the possum wants it a little riper, I thought.
Saturday the rat started to stink. I made sure not to open the bedroom window, which opens to the lawn. Sitting on the patio wasn’t too bad, depending which way the breeze blew. There were probably maggots, but I wasn’t going to check. Tomorrow, I thought, tomorrow I’ll have to bury it.
Early Sunday morning I woke to the smell of rat, then went back to sleep. After my husband and I were both awake, I offered to toss a coin for the privilege of burying the rat. Lucky me! He had a brand-new shovel he wanted to try out.
He came back in a few minutes later. “The rat wasn’t there.”
Yum. Guess that possum was letting it age to perfection.
Sorry, no photos this time.
This orange came off my husband’s tree. Isn’t this the most disgusting orange you’ve ever seen? I have a few thoughts on what it looks like, but I’ll let you pretend you’re a Muppet Baby and use your imagination.
