I read often and rarely post and who I am is
unimportant. From time to time, I enjoy telling,
or more accurately - writing a story.
This story is about a possum and the story is true.
About two years ago, we had a possum take
up residence in our garage. He was fond of
cat food and was unclear on the concept of using
a litter box. Our cats didn't like him, nor did we.
I got home from work one evening and entered via
the garage. A horrible stench permeated said garage.
The source was easy to locate. The possum was in
one of the cat boxes - sick - crap all in the box and
all over him. I guess he ate too much cat food.
I went on into the house - to make myself a drink and
to deliberate some over choice of weapon.
After a drink - no, maybe two drinks, I dispatched him
with a hammer. Surburban possums ain't too hard
to sneak up on - especially sick ones.
My wife, Peggy, came home later, and was reading her
mail. She asked me did I think Jimmy and Allie would
want her to renew their subscription to Food & Wine?
She had given them the subscription as a gift.
I said no, she asked why not. I said because he
don't like that magazine and I don't either.
She asked, "You don't like the magazine?"
I replied, "Peggy, stop and think about what you're
asking me. I'm eating a bologna sandwich and I just
killed a possum with a claw hammer. Now does that
sound like a Food & Wine reader to you?"
Bob Lee
unimportant. From time to time, I enjoy telling,
or more accurately - writing a story.
This story is about a possum and the story is true.
About two years ago, we had a possum take
up residence in our garage. He was fond of
cat food and was unclear on the concept of using
a litter box. Our cats didn't like him, nor did we.
I got home from work one evening and entered via
the garage. A horrible stench permeated said garage.
The source was easy to locate. The possum was in
one of the cat boxes - sick - crap all in the box and
all over him. I guess he ate too much cat food.
I went on into the house - to make myself a drink and
to deliberate some over choice of weapon.
After a drink - no, maybe two drinks, I dispatched him
with a hammer. Surburban possums ain't too hard
to sneak up on - especially sick ones.
My wife, Peggy, came home later, and was reading her
mail. She asked me did I think Jimmy and Allie would
want her to renew their subscription to Food & Wine?
She had given them the subscription as a gift.
I said no, she asked why not. I said because he
don't like that magazine and I don't either.
She asked, "You don't like the magazine?"
I replied, "Peggy, stop and think about what you're
asking me. I'm eating a bologna sandwich and I just
killed a possum with a claw hammer. Now does that
sound like a Food & Wine reader to you?"
Bob Lee
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