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Birthday Fall-Out and Possum Worries
Last night, after I had written my birthday entry on here, I thought of all of the things for which I am thankful. I regretted the unbalanced nature of the post and chastised myself for sitting on the pity pot. It is a difficult wire to walk because sometimes the moment's feelings pour out and ultimately provide a skewed context. Maybe that is what Live Journal is for but I didn't want to leave my friends here with the notion of me swimming upstream on the Grim River.

I went downstairs last night and heard the baby possum scratching at the screening I had installed to prevent his entry into our home. I looked behind the dryer and saw its pink face and wide eyes at the screened gate. I wanted him to stop. Stop the scratching and stop his obsession with our kitchen. Without any thought of consequence, I grabbed the first thing under the sink. Scrubbing Bubbles. I took it and sprayed it at him. It coated the screening with its foamy clean smell. The scratching ceased.

I went to bed and spent a good deal of the time worrying about how it must have felt for him to get a face full of bathroom cleaner. I worried I had blinded him. Or worse. I thought of what would happen to Bob if someone had done that to him and how miserable it would have made him. I felt like climbing underneath the house right then and seeing if he was okay. The guilt of my actions carried me into sleep. When I awoke this morning, I went right to the other side of the dryer to see if he was still there. He was gone.

I know it sounds a little silly. He's a possum. But I can't help but be concerned for an animal who got a shot in the face with an ammonia product for nothing more than wanting to be in a warm, safe house.

Current Mood: guilty guilty
Current Music: American Life - Madonna

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From: inkprincess Date: April 27th, 2003 01:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
Aww, i hope the possum is ok. i'm sure he is. Don't feel bad, we all get frustrated and act out at times. i know i sure do!!
raptusanxieux From: raptusanxieux Date: April 27th, 2003 04:34 pm (UTC) (Link)

Possum Be Gone!

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ruralrob From: ruralrob Date: April 27th, 2003 08:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Don't worry. All that's probably happened is that you've jsut got yourself the cleanest possum on the block!
lapalomita From: lapalomita Date: April 28th, 2003 05:36 am (UTC) (Link)
It doesn't sound silly to me at all. You're just a compassionate, sensitive person. I'm sure the possum faces greater perils in the wild.
ubermunkey From: ubermunkey Date: April 28th, 2003 12:29 pm (UTC) (Link)


hey guysterrules,

man the level of feeling you experience in your daily life is incredible to me. I guess I am on auto pilot so often that I don't notice. I felt your guilt as you described it. I am sure the possum is ok, if scrubbing bubbles were fatal I am sure the world would be possomless by now from folks with no scruples using it to kill animals they consider a nuisance.

On the topic of your post being kind of grim. I think that is what is great about some of your writing. How present you are when you write it. Of course other things come up and the day goes on and your mood changes. But writing it from the standpoint of a cold impersonal dry experience would definately be less enjoyable / touching to read. cia
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