A very unexpected and surprising thing happened the other evening. Just as it began to get dark, I heard a sound. A sound that seemed to be the feral cat who comes through the garden from time to time for water out of the bowl that I keep filled for cats, butterflies or whatever.
Sitting by the downstairs' door out to the patio, I hear a lapping sound just like a cat makes when it drinks.
Aha, but this was NOT a cat.
I turned to see if it was the feral cat who has also decided that reclining on the chaise for the night is the place to be. But WOWZA, it was not the feral cat. It was a multi-colored opossum! It drank and then walked over to the farthest chaise and disappeared in the greenery behind it. To say I was stunned would
be an understatement.
Back on September 30th in the blog "Scary, Scary Night", a feeble attempt was made to describe the hissing and thumping sound that the "creature" was making right outside the window of the bedroom in the middle of
the night. Velcro, the cat, was still alive so it was conjecture as to what the hissing creature was at that time.
At some point I thought it could be a large lizard and Velcro sparring with each other.
Then in "Animal House" on October 8th, the subject was discussed further. Jennifer, a fellow blogger,
said she thought it was a opossum as her dog enjoys capturing opossums for various and sundry reasons.
She was so correct.
Now, today, I"m hoping that the opossum finds the two Easter eggs that were hidden in the garden and remain unfound. Yes, at about 6:30AM yesterday morning, I hid almost two dozen eggs, but two were
never found by Matilda, Sebastian, or their dad and I'll be darned if I can find them.........hopefully the opossum or the feral cat will before they begin to smell up the garden.
The only saving grace is that when I turned around to see what was lapping up water the other evening, it was not the neighborhood skunk. Cause I sure as heck would not have wanted to surprise or upset that
It's amazing that I live only a ten minute walk to the jardin or five minutes to the major mercado, but up here on the hill, it is as if I live in the middle of nowhere.
Ain't life grand? Life sure can be an ADVENTURE without even leaving home.