So here it is..........Stephen went out to Lake Geneva to check with The Abbey about getting our boat at dock there this Spring and while he was out, I decided to sit in the extension and watch our Saltwater tank for awhile, interesting fish. I like to look for the elusive "Jack Blenny", a lawnmower blenny who likes to hide and the dogs started barking out the window. So I look out and see Zeke, my kitty truckin' across the yard and tell the dogs off only to realize that what they were really barking at was that bastard opossum! Now we all know what opossums can bring to horses...EPM! Now I see this creepy thing in broad daylight. I keep the feed locked up in the feed shed in lock containers, but I can't stand these things around my property at all and although it wasn't near my feed shed but in and out of the garage, I go out. I need a pellet gun! I'm getting one first thing next week (payday). Call me paranoid, but I armed myself with an old African spear, chucked it at him, but missed, and banged and made all sorts of noise to scare this brazen grey rat off. Then I proceeded to spray an entire can of Lysol around the garage and feeding shed and everywhere I saw this critter walking. I think the horses thought I was nuts and didn't care much for the smell of the Lysol. Meantime, apparently Stephen had driven into the parking lot of the Abbey to have a look around as nobody was there only to feel the car sinking into what he thought was just a little ice covering pavement. He opened the door and the water was up the floor of the car. I still have no idea how he got out, of course he was soaking wet when he arrived home. The plan was to make a nice pork roast dinner tonight. Needless to say it is take out Italian and from what Steve says we managed to entertain the entire store/restaurant with me going on about killing the damned creature armed with a spear and Steve trying to explain to me how he sunk and in the meantime me telling him to not forget the creamy garlic salad dressing. Another spring project.........Clean out garage!!!!!!!!! Entirely!
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nasty things. They just give me the creeps. Hope it steers cleer of your newly lysoled areas.
I can't stand those nasty rats! I can't believe I thought I would eliminate it with a spear! LOL
I hate those things. I once got a lecture from my teenage soon for cheering at the sight of one dead on the road. I'd have been right out there with you spear in hand, it that's what it took. Or maybe smashing it with a shovel.
But you have to be careful. They are very vicious and will fight back if cornered just like mink.
So what's the story with Steve sinking? You can't just leave us hanging.........
Oh my, we don't have those around here I guess as I've never seen one!!! Good thing!! Proably too cold for them. Your hubby is lucky he got his car out without a tow! That Italian take out sounds good though!
Mikael, The parking lot apparently was an ice covered foot of water and Steve didn't realize until after he drove onto it and sunk. I do not know how he got out. I'm sure if he knows. It has something to do with driving in revearse and burning the tires??? LOL
You sure, I just assumed they were as abundant as racoons. Lucky you, they're aweful!!!!
omg, I HATE those nasty possums.
I keep a .22 mag just for them!
Watch out, they are mean,hateful buggers. They DO bite and chase, not to mention playing dead.
We hate them so much, it was the 1st animal Bubba ever killed in his early gun-toting, hunting career at the tender age of 5. He said,"mom, I shot it in the mouth (he aimed at it's head) and the bullet came out the possums butt!"
too much info? it's gonna get worse...
I got a possum story even better than that one.
One winter I was working cattle on a local ranch as a day hand. We were looking for a new cow that was missing for 3 days. She had died calving, we'd found the calf(parts of) but not her. Coyotes got the calf.
Eventually, the stink, we found her. We marked the location for records purposes and then removed ear tags. When we mounted up and were leaving the carcass, a possum CRAWLED out of the dead cows butt!!!
I nearly freaked, it was gross.
OMG! talk about a kodak moment.....LMAO! How discusting!
Sounds like an interesting day. Hate those critters. Would like to know how he got out of the ice lake, it would probably make a funny story.
LOLOLOL... all I can see is Callie the Great White HUnter toting a giant spear, wearing war paint, going after the damn possum...hehehe
Oh-- and opposums DO proliferate the cold country-- we had an abundance of them in Tundra Country.... But they ARE good at hiding! Might be they see you coming long before you would see them...
Arlene, My British husband cannot interpret for him as to how it all happened and how he got. The world may never know.......
Mrs.Mom, I chucked that spear as hard as I could from outside the garage to where I saw the swarmy bastard way in the back, Was sure I could get the thing....damn! My gun is funny enough still at my farrier's, so this week pellet gun. I'll pepper his ass!
Yikes! Hate 'em. Last spring, we shot four in one day! Hubby had to get up from lunch to shoot #2 and a few minutes later I saw it moving around and I said, "did you miss?" and he said no and I asked then why was it still moving and he went down to see and it was another one, EATING the first one (that he hadn't removed yet)!!! Ick-o-rama! So we got that one too.
I've never seen one. It was very funny though, the way you told it.
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