|A Penny For Your Thoughts|
THE COON AND I
I have never been one to eat, hunt or get close to wildlife. As a kid, I remember my grandpa going hunting with a big heavy slingshot. He would go hunting for rabbits and pheasants and he had pretty good luck with that slingshot and a few round silver balls for ammo.
A few years ago, we had an opossum on our front porch. It was big and ugly plus it was growling and raising Cain at midnight. You could hear it from the living room as it ransacked back and forth. Then I got brave and peeped out the window. The creature was big and looked fierce with that big ugly nose and snaggly teeth.