Monday, June 6, 2011

Being Neighborly

Sometimes being neighborly means not shooting your neighbors.

This gal and her babies (hanging off her back on the other side) are just house-sitting the vacant house behind us. I think she is blind because she is out at all hours just wandering in unsafe places. I really wanted to get a picture of the babies, but she caught my scent and waddled away each time i got close. Eventually she climbed up the tree and slid into the whole in the roof.

I know the neighborhood tribe of wild cats lives there too. I wonder how compatible they are? Or perhaps one group takes the first floor and the other species takes the second floor.

I think possums are so gross. But our van is gross too. And the sliding door is broken and it takes great effort to get it closed, so often it is left open. One morning, our neighbor came to tell us her dog chased a possum up the sidewalk and it jumped in our van.

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