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Awwwww…look at him. Me and Jeb have been eating pepperoni pizza for the last three days. I feel ok but Jeb wasn’t looking so good Friday when it was really cold–he gets really slow and sad looking. He’s so tiny, too, I just worry about him. Anyway, I thought our diet might be part of the problem so today I went to the co-op and got us a chicken. Jeb got the neck and giblets in his spiffy new dish. (Yes, I have had a lot of time on my hands since Don’s been gone.)
There’s a sort of uncool wrinkle in the opossum saga. I watched Jeb eat tonight, then he went away, then I went away. I came back a couple of hours later and saw Jeb back at the bowl, wolfing it down–except it wasn’t Jeb. It was actually a much larger opossum-a more aggressive eater. I looked to the right to see the real Jeb hiding behind a decorative brick near the wall. So now I have that to contend with–some big opossum is bullying Jeb. No wonder he’s so little, poor guy. I wonder if it’s his mom. They look really similar.
So, in addition to Jeb not getting all of the food intended for him, the other bad thing about this situation is: one small opossum on the porch good, two opossums on the porch (or one on the porch and one pacing furtively across the driveway) not so good. For real, two opossums at the same time looks like an infestation. I didn’t sign up for that. Also, I don’t know if we produce enough scraps to feed two. I’m already eating more than I usually do just to keep Jeb in crusts and giblets. Too late now to stop messing with things, I guess. We’ll just have to see how it all plays out.
Oh yeah. I almost forgot–there’s a sale in the Etsy store. Out with the old, I say.
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