Friday, 22 June 2012

possum friend

Every night, my cat meows and meows to be let outside. When we do let her out, she runs towards the end of the backyard and waits for her possum friend.
It was raining this evening, and still she wanted to be let out. After a couple of hours I went outside in search of her and she was sitting under a tree, her fur all damp, staring up at the telephone lines where the possum normally is. I picked her up and warmed her up in my arms and then suddenly saw something move in the distance. It was the possum! I let her down and watched her run closer to the telephone pole.

I wonder what they talk about.

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