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Marsupial Sex and Fugitive Lizards

The 'possums are back. They're either having wild, marsupial sex from one end of my roof to another or there is a major marsupial domestic disturbance going on.

Add that to the lizard that snuck in my house when I took the trash out earlier and you have a tense evening.

I'm not really afraid of lizards, but I do not relish the thought of one of my mighty feline hunters stalking and capturing the creature only to drop it, half-alive, on my sleeping face in the middle of the night.

I tried to rescue him, honest I did. Now I can only hope he will find some sort of hidey-hole and wait until the coast is clear and he can scoot out of the house on his own.

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