a visitor..

Last night we were watching a movie and our dog was barking like crazy. Being a good dog mama, I got up to see what was wrong. What I found was a opossum sitting behind Lily's (our dog) food bowl. It had wedged itself in behind the feeder to try to escape Lily's barking.

Lily didn't do anything to it..just barked at it. Clearly she was trying to explain to Mr. or Mrs. Opsossum that he/she needed to leave. At this point I hollered for my super hero honey to come save the day. I knew the opossum wouldn't want to tango with him.

Well, being the super hero type man that he is, he came to the backdoor, looked at the opossum, said "Yeah, that's a opossum." He then, knowing how brave I am, went back to the livingroom to watch the movie. Totally leaving me in charge to handle the situation.

Anyway, doing what any other brave, super hero doggie mama would do...I told Lily to leave it alone..thinking it would run off in a little bit. Lily laid down by the backdoor and kept watch. I felt safe knowing she was there..protecting the door in case the opossum had any thoughts of breaking in during the middle of the night. I switched off the porch light and went back to the movie.

I woke up this morning (before the chickens), because Lily was going crazy again...clearly a signal the opossum was trying to break in the house. I turned on the back porch light, and thankfully the opossum wasn't trying to pick any locks or chomp through the wall to get in. He/she was sitting under our swing. I opened the door (I have nerves of steal), and through the tiny little crack in the door I tried to get a better look. The opossum just sat there..staring at me with it's beedy eyes. Clearly my bravery had freaked the poor little thing out and it was frozen in it's spot.

I decided to take my bravery a bit farther. I grabbed my camera, and opened the door all the way (I know..I get chills just thinking about it). Knowing I needed to move fast, I squated down, and snapped a picture (I'm fearless). Not wanting to press my luck, I quickly closed the door, and locked it. Why did I lock the door you ask? Well because everyone knows opossums are stealthy creatures. They can open a door with one wiggle of their long tails. See..not only am a I super brave..my intelligence regarding nocturnal animals is impressive!

Knowing that I'm safetly locked in the house I decided to wait for back-up. To be safe I did patrol duty (patrol duty: to look out the window every 2-3 minutes to make sure the opossum isn't trying to get into the house).

Eventually the boys and dh woke up. I filled them in on my bravery. I showed them the picture I so stealthly took of opossum.. Clearly the boys were impressed by my super hero skill in keeping them safe. I know this because they yawned and went into the livingroom to find a good cartoon to watch.

Dh looked out the window, saw the opossum was indeed under the swing, went to make himself coffee, and fired up his WOW game.

This mama had it all under control. They all knew this. After all, they saw the picture I took...knowing I had to open the door to do it.

I bet your wondering how this story ends..yeah, I know I go on and on sometimes. ;)

Well, after about an hour or two, dh went out, onto the back porch, to get the ash bucket (he was going to clean out the fireplace, and start a fire).

Apparently dh's super hero nature just oozes off of him, because the opossum stood up and took off to the wooded area next door. Dh didn't so much as say "boo". I know..I'm way proud of him, and his bravery!!

Dear blog friends please do not worry we're all safe, and no opossums were harmed in the making of this story.

I hope you're having a great weekend. We're clearly enjoy an uneventful one.

Thanks for checking in with me.

Sincerely,

Michelle

(super hero mama, brave beyond description)