My apologies for the long delay between posts as things have been super busy here. The holidays occurred, the flu hit our house with a vengeance, a business trip to Las Vegas, and a new job position at work all decided to happen at once which is why when the possum in the backyard returned enough was enough (for more background on check out the previous possum post here).
Back in late December the possum that had been terrorizing the neighborhood had met its end. I wasn’t going to write about it but a second possum reared its ugly head last night and like a team of well-trained possum assassins (myself, Ken, and the neighbors Manoj, Kelli, their kids Arun and Anju *sidenote – visit her blog here*) set out to do battle with the new possum which was obviously out for blood and revenge. Before I go into that I need to tell the story of the notorious first possum’s death.
Also – before I start I do need to say there was no joy in killing these possums. They were a danger to our animals and to our kids. This story isn’t to get entertainment out of animal death either but to highlight that this isn’t something normal neighbors do to bond together and the fact that Bravo needs to get their sh*t together and offer us a reality show.
