We have a really nice outdoor living room/dining room/kitchen area that opens up off the back of the house. It's out by the pool, it's quiet, it's serene... it's the perfect place to enjoy a glass of wine and read a book before bed. I have never been disturbed out there...
So... it's Saturday night, and I'm curled up on the sofa with a nice glass of Viognier and Stephen King's The Wind Through the Keyhole . Out of the corner of my eye, I see something come sauntering into my little oasis. It's short and fuzzy and has a long tail. At first I thought it was a small kitten... I wait for it to come closer and when it does I realize that it's a 'possum!
Little guy came right up to the edge of the sofa! Cutest thing-until you see the mouthful of razor sharp teef it has.
He finally goes behind one of my plants and I take the opportunity to sneak inside. I got a little bowl and put some cat food in it and put it down over by the plant he disappeared behind. Not five minutes later, I hear him enthusiastically crunching away!
He's been back every night since then and I keep feeding him...










