--Day turns to night and the bugs come out, starting their shenanigans so I figure it about time to head in the house. Waffles is more than willing, in fact he's been running back and forth to the front door for the last 15min.
--But as I'm getting ready to leave Peek jumps in my lap and seem to want a few pet's. So I figure why not, besides I kind of like the mother hen. And she does manage to keep the peace, especially when there's babies about.
--Of course Waffles is fit to tied, he's had it with being outside . Especially since it's gotten dark. To many boogers out and about I guess.
--While sitting there petting Peek I noticed something grey coming across the yard. At first I thought it was the Grey mother but then I saw the rat tail and realized it was probably that dang fool possum who seems to think he's a cat.
--Well I patted Peek one last time and told I guess it's about I started in. Because if there's one place I didn't want to be was outside when Waffles spotted that dang fool possum. That little whack a doodle was a hand full when there wasn't any booger out and about.
--So I went back in the house with poor old Waffles and left the wing nuts to the night.....
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