Story Part One: Possums and Raccoons

Hello all,

Today for my 3 blog entries to catch up from the weekend, I have decided to entertain you with 3 stories which are related. Sorry, they are about my life, which this blog is not about. So I'm going to use code names - even for myself! There will be one for after lunch and one for right before 5...enjoy!

Part One: Possums and Racoons
When little Mary Jane was growing up, she and her brother, Billy Bob, used to explore the woods. They grew up kind of like Native Americans - i.e. everything in nature is sacred and special. So, when little Mary Jane grew up and learned how to drive, she carefully avoided hitting animals. Not only because her little car would be hurt, but because it would be very sad to kill an animal just for being on the road.

Inevitably, one day, little Mary Jane was riding home with Billy Bob and she hit a possum. After freaking out for 5 minutes, screaming on the verge of tears while Billy Bob laughed at her, she had to go back to see if the possum was okay. One U-turn later, MJ found that the possum had limped off to the side of the road. She also saw that not that much blood was spilt, which reassured her. Billy Bob laughed and jeered about how the possum was gonna die. MJ was really upset. She had visions of the possum coming back to punish her.

So, that night in her sleep, MJ had nightmares about possumes and their icky teeth and their horrible little eyes and the long, digging claws. She did not sleep very well and vowed to try to kill as many possums as possible, because they are horrible little creatures.

...to be continued....