Wildlife

Our neighbors, the Hunts, are amazing at finding wildlife in our urban/suburban neighborhood. From bats, to huge moths, to insects and hawks, they seem to know where to look. Last night was no exception. They knocked on our door around 9:30 last night to tell us they had cornered an opossum. I went out breifly to take a look at this thing and decided shortly thereafter that I had had enough. Pete decided he had had enough when it started hissing at everyone. Secretly, I hope it wanders into our garage and drinks some antifreeze like the raccoon from last year. :o)