Yesterday, as I was pulling into my driveway, some questions were answered. Namely, what was the nature of the beast whose footprints we had seen in the yard (and questionably on the porch)? We thought it might have been a raccoon or dog. But no. Because yesterday, as I pulled into the driveway, someone was strolling OUT of the driveway.
The biggest possum on the planet.
Seriously, this thing is the size of a large raccoon. I've never seen one get this big in my LIFE. It froze in the headlights, and I'm not embarrassed to say I froze too. Was this thing going to eat my tires? Was it going to attack the windshield with its pointy face?
It stared for a second and then walked off, onto the other side of the road. I just sat there. Seriously this thing was HUGE.
In other animal news, I had to take the kitties in to the vet on Friday for their semi-annual checkups. Everything went well, although there was a lot of drama. It went well, that is, until yesterday, when I noticed that Poe was having some stomach issues. He wasn't able to keep his food down. He seemed better this morning, able to eat a little, but then got sick again this afternoon.
So tomorrow, we get to go BACK to the vet. (Don't tell Poe). Hopefully it's nothing. I think he either has a bad hairball in his tummy or he ate something that disagreed with him. We'll keep you posted. Poor little guy. It's so sad when your pets are sick and they can't tell you what's wrong, except by barfing on the carpet.