I HATE OPOSSUMS
It is 11:12 at night. I just ran inside screaming at the top of my lungs(literally) and hyperventilating(again, literally. I hyperventilate when I'm scared.) Mom just ran and said, "Meredith, COME HERE" so I ran outside thinking there was a big dog eating trudy or they had run down the driveway toward the street or soemthing. oh no, no, no. what was it,you ask?a opossum. A nasty, disgusting, opossum.
It was trapped btween two boxes with my mom shining a flashlight in its face. The idiot dogs were barking hysterically and running back and forth past the opossum. Idiots didn't even see the thing hissing at them between the boxes until phantom suddenly noticed and ran after it. so the stupid nasty thing somehow budged itself between the box and the greenhouse. I, of course, ran into the greenhouse so I could get a better look at it and see the nasty thing with its mouth wide open while trudy and phantom are both pushing forward to get a better look. Mom somehow managed to get phantom out(I have no idea how, if I had tried, I would only have one hand now), then she got trudy out. She then said, "I'm going to kill that thing." Ugh. My luck. I, of course, go, "NO! It's going to run at me if you try becuase you'll miss!"
So what is my job? Hold the flashlight.
And what does she do? Miss.
And what does it do? Run at me.
Holy crap. I am psychic. and quite unlucky.
And no, Sarah, this opossum did not run at me like the squirrel ran at me. This thing actually waddled quickly toward me. and yes, it was toward me. it didn't look at me nastily like the squirrel did.
oh man. It started walking its nasty butt toward me and I, being barefoot, turned and raaaaaaan. I was screaming and hyperventilating at the same time(don't ask how, I don't know. it was very fast.) and screaming and screaming and screaming and the dogs were inside the house barking and whining and screaming with me.
And all this in a span of approximately two minutes.
Holy crap.
I feel completely disgusting now.
-Meredith
*update*- what isthis I found? I walked into the kitchen and thought, "hm...my toe hurts...and has been hurting since outside." I turned over my left foot to look at the bottom of the toe and blood dripped. yeah...cut my toe without realizing. Not a very pretty cut. All thanks to nasty butt opossum.Alrighty, bye.
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