I was just out cutting the grass and saw a gray, fuzzy rat. Seriously, it was big for a rat but still smallish so it never entered my mind it was a possum until it got stuck trying to crawl thru some lattice. Then I figured it out. Can’t remember the last time I saw a baby possum.
I left it there in the lattice. Figured it would either get out, or my cat would find it. Yumm...
As a member of PETA (People Eating Tasty Animals), I hate to see meat wasted.
When in ROTC basic at scenic Fort Knox I was pulling CQ one morning at 0230.
I was on my hands and knees spreading wax on the orderly room floor and the drill sergeant said he was going to check the barracks.
So there I am, spreading wax on the floor when the DS comes into the orderly room and says “Hey Cadet, come with me.” We go to one of the barracks buildings and there was a cadet who had fire guard, standing outside, sniveling. The drill tells him to tell me what he did. The cadet, from Brooklyn, tells me that he saw a cat and wanted to pet it. But I could tell from the smell it wasn’t a cat, and that cadet was sprayed by a skunk.
Oh, the drill sergeant was laughing his butt off.