Grab the O'possum by the tail...
-Or- How my dog keeps dragging crap to my house...
Rotting cat carcass
Rotting deer carcasses and misc. parts
Dead racoon, freshly killed
A decayed, severed racoon head
Misc bones
Dead chickens
Egg shells
A shoe
A small kiddy swimming pool
Another dog's toy
A tennis ball
A pillow
And yesterday a living, breathing, Virginia O'possum covered in spit...
Ugh...at 10:30 PM...the last thing you need is to move a freakin' O'possum before it wakes up from it's black out....I just can't believe my dog brings this crap back. Never money or expensive objects....just crap...
Well, I moved the thing...it was a pretty big one and luckily it wandered off after a half hour or so....poor thing was probably traumatized for life....would you like to be pounced upon by a boxer, covered in spit, dragged to someone's house, picked up by the tail and tossed into a field?
Well, so ends my latest wildlife adventure, and I didn't even have to leave home....now, to teach my dog to take money and jewelry.
~Zoo
