You know you live in the country when....
you hear a noise out on your back deck around 9pm and then proceed to chase away an "intruder"
who is happily cleaning up all your grill drippings for you.
It was just a big ole opossum making a meal of all our grease drippings from the grill. He must have had a good nose because the bowl of grease drippings is not too easy to find all the way up here on our back deck. And he wasn't in too much of a hurry, moving his fat butt back down the stairs either. B was shining the flashlight on him and trying to scare him off; all the while, he took his sweet time lazily walking back down the steps before running off into the woods. :) Silly opossum. Of course Sierra was so thrilled to hear the story the next day and see the pictures I took. She then told everyone she knew what had happened. :)
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