My Heart is Still Racing!

A little after 6:00 am my dogs began barking...the bark that tells me something is my yard. I am trying to shh them because Brian and Lisa are still asleep. Well not any more here comes Sarge. I didn't see anything...so I open the door to let them out to go to the bathroom. Well they all raced to the corner of the house. I knew there was something. I began moving things. Still nothing. Then I began to take the cover off Brian & Lisa's grill. Bingo. The dogs were after it. They caught it. An opossum...body and head close to 12". By now Brian is on the scene. He is trying to get the dogs to go away and leave it alone. I went for a shovel. I was going to kill it and then I lost my nerve and handed the shovel to Brian. He will never let me live that down. Some how some way we nearly lost it. The dogs were on it again. Brian was trying to break it's neck without leaving blood all over my patio. He decided he needed a different type of shovel. I found one with a serrated edge. He stopped playing possum and started flaying his legs. Brian out lasted him. Then we put him in a garbage bag and squashed all the air out and wound it up tight. Then we put that bundle into another garbage bag and did the same thing. Then we put that bundle in the garbage can with the lid secured tightly. If there is any fight left he will suffocate.

My heart is still racing. I lost my nerve because I was afraid that I would go for him with the shovel and miss and he would attack me. When Brian started teasing me about loosing my nerve. I told him he could have that one. I admitted I lost my nerve.

No, Vickie, there are no pictures, but Brian, Lisa and I were all there on the scene. You just have to take our word for it.