More adventures with opossums, or, this is how marriage works

This morning started out like any other morning. I was half awake, in my pajamas, outside feeding the rabbits and chickens. And then my husband shouted from the garage door “There’s an opossum in the cat food!” It was suddenly not an ordinary day, and I was very awake. Turns out a very young opossum had gotten… Read More More adventures with opossums, or, this is how marriage works

The mouse vs. the Thumbcat

Chapter 1  Enter the mouse: scritch, scritch, rustle, squeak. In the wall of the bedroom. He’d never been here before, and the surroundings were unfamiliar, making silent running an impossibility. Rustle. Rustle, scritch, rustle. ________________________________ ________________________________ Chapter 2 Enter Thumbcat, padding into the room on soft, silent cat paws. A simple hop onto the bed,… Read More The mouse vs. the Thumbcat