Time for another installment of Stuff We Find In Our Yard.
Our dog was barking one night – like, nonstop barking. I flung open the back door to see what she was barking at. Since there’s a fence immediately to the left when you open the back door, I looked to the right. I didn’t see anything. I look down at the dog and notice she’s staring at something to my left. I slowly turn my head to the left and this dang thing is just sitting there on top of the fence staring at me.
I scream and do the only natural thing there is to do, and that’s run in and get my camera. I then scold the possum and tell him the least he could have done was bring his dang guitar and belted out He Stopped Loving Her Today.