Well, I got an email today from friend whose story beats my mouse one all to heck and back...seems she went into laundry room and thought her kid had left a stuffed animal atop the dryer...but when she tried to pick it up..it moved and she saw it was a live opossum! She shrieked and called in a neighbor to help her.
Both these "brave" ladies were actually scaredy cats and they 'dressed up" for the possum hunt by putting on boots and gloves and arming themselves with brooms!
[I understand the brooms...but boots???] Did they plan to drop kick it out of the house like a football??
She says they found it in the kitchen eating the cat food and said she suddenly remembered she'd left her back door open one cool day a week ago so her cats could come and go at will...figures the possum had been in house for a week enjoying the AC and eating cat food and drinking their water and was quite happy in that cushy environment.
Our great white hunters followed the thing into the living room where it went under a futon on the floor...my friend talked her pal into jumping up & down on it to scare it out! So while her pal jumped up and down on the futon , my friend waved her broom about and yelled like a banshee...it worked..and the thing waddled out the back door and into the yard where it got caught in the fence trying to escape from the 2 crazy ladies chasing it waving their brooms in the air. My friend says she smacked it in the butt with the broom and it went limp and played dead for 20 minutes!
They went back into house, removed boots and gloves, put away their brooms and had a cup of tea together. My friend called her husband who cracked up at the office and he now promises to take her on an African safari for their next vacation!
I offered my friend a tidy sum to bring her boots, gloves and broom to my house and add my mouse to her trophy collection..I'll even pay to have it stuffed and wall mounted for her den...she declined...
