Possum Uproar

We have a possum. I don't know much about possums, but dogs hate them. The neighbors' dog has the worst screaming howling bark ever. Tonight he saw the possum behind the fence and went crazy. Last week he saw the possum up in a tree and went crazy. There were barking dogs all over the block. My insane dog is not interested in the possum. Apparently, the possum just likes to hang out in our neighborhood. I wonder what it is eating. Maybe tomorrow night, I will get a picture of the possum. Should I be afraid of the possum? Do possums get rabies? Do they bite? What do they eat?

I need a possum expert. Anybody out there a possum expert?

My Body Guard

Yesterday, I tripped over the dog and twisted my ankle. It is not bad, but it hurts and I don't like it. This has also slowed me down, making it easier for Abby to track me and make sure there are no monsters in our house.

I decided to try to outsmart this crazy dog. We have an open floor plan in our living spaces. The living room, kitchen, and dining areas are open. There is a table and a sofa (the girl sofa, but I will get back to that), in the middle of the room. There is also a small table in what used to be the dining area. It is metal and hard to move. There is a lot of stuff to chase things around.

I had a hard day yesterday and worked this afternoon. When I came home I just wanted to relax. No such luck, Abby was on me. If I took a step, she took two in front of me and then turned around to look where I was going. This is totally backwards. How can she see where someone is going if she is in front of them.

So I start the game. She goes left, I go right, she goes down the hall, I sneak into the bathroom. When I had her totally turned around, I ran back to my office and sat down by myself. Then it happened, there was a terrible sliding, nail clutching, smash into the floor just below my feet. She totally wiped out. She was so embarrassed she went to the other room for about two minutes, but she is back now making sure something does not attack my ankles.

Big Sigh

Stir Crazy

I may have mentioned that we hovered around freezing all day yesterday. It also rained. While it did warm up today, it was still to cold and wet to go outside. The cats, the Monkeys, the dog and I all were in the house all afternoon. We were together, really really close together.

Teenage Monkey hit Baby Monkey in the head with the Wii remote while playing some game. I had not realized how long his arms have grown. The game has warnings about making sure you are not to close to other people when playing. I guess the boys didn't think it applied to them.

The cats got in a huge fight. Apparently, the calico (Trixie) did something really really bad and her mother (Tisha) had to school her. There was lots of running up and down the hall, jumping over the kitchen table, and yowling. I think Trixie is under my bed now. I hope she stays there.

I found Middle Monkey hanging from a piece of exercise equipment which was folded up and put away in my office. He must really need exercise to have found something to swing from inside the house. At least he didn't climb the walls.

Then there is the dog. Abby is a German shepherd. Like many working breed dogs, she must have a job to do at all times. When we brought her home, she decided "I" was her job. This means that unless she is in her kennel or in the backyard behind the gate, she is walking two steps in front of me to make sure nothing gets me. Never mind that she has no idea where I am going next. This causes tripping and yelling. Why does this dog think in front of me is better than behind me or beside me? We had a wonderful time today. She was busy checking every corner for bad guys and I was falling over her when she did not know where to go next. I twisted my ankle. It hurts. This dog takes her "job" way to seriously, either that or she has OCD.

We have to many mammals housebound right now. We can't seem to stay out of each others way. It better warm up and dry out a little tomorrow or I may have a fit and fall in it.

I have to go now, a naked boy just streaked past and I must go handle my progeny.

Help me, somebody please help me.

Early Daffodils

 

 

On my way to a master gardener meeting this morning, I noticed Paper Whites in bloom alongside the sidewalk of an older home. Isn't it a little early for paper whites to bloom?

After returning home, a quick inspection showed that all of my daffodils are up. It looks like the Minnows will be blooming in the next couple of weeks. Wow, we really have had a warm winter. Well, it was warm up until today. Right now, we have freezing rain and the temperature is hoovering in the low 30's.

When do your daffodils bloom?

Another Birthday

 

Today is my birthday. Manly Man gave me just what I wanted and brought me roses and a cake with frosting flowers. The weather was beautiful. It could not have been a better birthday.

Traditional Post Holiday Activity

 

 

 

 

Teenage Monkey and Middle Monkey joined in their annual, post Christmas wrapping paper tube fight. The warrior whose tube breaks first loses. Teenage Monkey clearly lost, but refused to give up until his tube was a useless rag.

As you can see from the shorts the Monkeys are wearing, it is very warm here today, mid 70's, sunny, with a light breeze. We could not ask for more beautiful weather. I even saw a sulpher butterfly visiting the hen bit flowers. We need to finish the last three beds in the winter garden before the weather turns cold and wet, which is actually the best weather for us to grow cool weather crops

Hope you are having a great start to your New Year.

Help a Fellow Blogger Out, Would Ya?

Hope you all are having a happy new years eve. Obviously, I am having a lame new years eve as I am here blogging like a dork. Anyway, I need your help. My family thinks I am crazy and it is all your fault. I keep saying things like, "This lady I Internet know, in Canada(exchange England, Australia, Oklahoma, or Sweden for location), blah, blah, blah." Or, "I met this person from another tiny Texas town at Scarecrow Festival, but we have been talking (in comments) for months." What is worse, I had to explain to the spouse of the person I met at the street festival why a total stranger was hugging his wife and giving her a passion vine. Anyway, my nonblogging family thinks I have lost my crackers and you are all make believe invisible friends. We need a new name for our friendships. The all to lame, "this lady I know on the Internet," must be replaced with something more respectable, more real, and more awesome.

I came up with Internet friend and blogging buddy, but the offline humans still eye roll me. Well, even the cats eye roll me, but they are bred to be snotty.

Any suggestions?