I was truly enjoying the evening when I hear "Mary-Margaret, bedtime!". I was in the far back left corner of the backyard where the two fences meet and I didn't move a muscle. Mom couldn't see me because I blend into the weathered cedar. Then she pulls out her secret weapon...a halogen flashlight. She still couldn't see me but she did see two sparkly eyeballs. She figured it was either me or another possum. She put on her shoes and marched over to the corner muttering "You better get in the house if you're Mary-Margaret, and if you're a possum or raccoon, you better run!". She gets scary when she's like that.
Love and kisses...
Mary-Margaret
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