Monday, March 12, 2012

The Warm and Fuzzies

Ahem.  You may have heard--I grew up in the country, on a bitty little hobby farm (i.e., my parents weren't professional farmers, we just had lots of farmtype animals).  A good half my stories from my childhood come from interesting interactions with these farmtype animals, or those animals that just wandered into the barns to mooch food.

Let's meet some of my childhood companions, shall we?

'Possums.  We had them.  Not on purpose, but the oversized rats seem insanely attracted to cat food, much like the aliens in District 9.  They're about as cute, too, but much less sympathetic.  My mom was feeding the barn cats one evening, and either the power was out or she hadn't bothered to turn the light on.  In any case, she was in the mostly-dark barn, and when one of the cats wound its way around her ankles, she bent down to pet it--and came face-to-face with a 'possum who just wanted some lovin'.


Wanted:  Cat food and some sweet, sweet love for "attractive" single monster.

Shudder.



Sunny is way cuter.

5 comments:

  1. At least it didn't have babies in your barn. Mothers with babies can vicious...

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    1. That's very true. We did have a family of skunks living under our front porch once, but that's a story for another day...

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  2. BTW, I apologize for messing up your "hasn't been reached by searching possum face" stats. I've been back to this page quite a few times this week! :)

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    1. WHat the heck?! I posted this on a completely different entry!

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    2. Ha! Too funny! Sorry, crazy day at work--I'll have to check them out tomorrow!

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