Labyrinth Gal: opossum

Sunday, August 18, 2019

Baby & An Unexpected Visitor

Yesterday I drove 2 hours with Baby and left her with Composer Brother. It was like Opposite Land. "Has she gained more weight since I saw her last? How much are you feeding her? Why isn't she walking on the leash? Have you trained her?" Hahahaha He suggested I was leaving her at "Beagle Bootcamp." Here she is being all cute:

I was vacuuming the sofa, so of course she jumped up and refused to budge.

In the office nestled up against Bingo:

In the Meditation Chair:

There is a No Furniture Policy at Composer Brother's, except for a special, designated sofa.

All this to say that, as I'm trying to get ready to take Baby on her journey, Buddy wouldn't come in for breakfast--which you know that means there's an animal, alive or dead, that he's going after. He was ROO-ROO-ing at a carpet hanging over the railing.

Please don't be a snake

I gingerly lifted the rug up to take a peek. In between the rungs, was a baby possum who had made a little leaf nest for himself and was all nestled in. Gah!!! SO CUTE!!! But I just couldn't deal with it. I got 99 problems and I can't add Possum Problems to The List before a 2-hour road trip! A quick search on the Google said possums are nocturnal blah blah most likely left his mama based on length of 7" blah blah etc. So I thought, "I will deal with you when I get home." Which I did. And I found a local wildlife rehab gal named Heather and got him into a pet carrier (Towel push into trash can with a scoot into the pet carrier of towels). They really do play dead! Got to Heather's last night around 8:30 and she just picked him up:

LOOKIT those feet! They have thumbs!!! SO CUTE!!!

Heather confirmed he's a he (no pouch in the tummy area) and she'll keep him about 3 days before she "soft releases" him in the wild, where she leaves a cage open for him to head into her woods. THANK YOU, Heather!!! :-)

Monday, April 25, 2011

M&M Monday

On Thursday, I gathered dandelion flowers to make dandelion wine, inspired by Susun Weed.

Maggie settles in to watch me pluck flowers.

Millie watches from the porch.

All finished. The girls hang out on the porch. Look how GREEN it is, now!

'member last week's opossum?

The rascal. For as slow as s/he is, this was the best photo I could get as s/he creeeeeeeped away.

I was unpacking the girls bag that I take for their Mystic Pet vizzies, & Gareth had packed a couple pig ear chews in for the girls. Maggie woofed hers down and Millie savored hers:

So then Maggie sidles up next to Millie's food bowl. Now, she won't eat out of a metal bowl if I'm feeding her. She gets paper. But somehow she ignores that detail when it comes to taunting her sister.

Millie says, "Whaaaa?"

Grrrrrr

Millie: "Meh. I still have a pig ear!" Maggie: Nom nom nom.

I moved the orthopedic beds to take up the whole floor so that Millie won't slip off onto the slippery floor part. She did that last week and it took quite a bit of maneuvering to get her back onto carpet.