Yaaaaaaaaah!

[ksmith]

Guess who I just dragged in from the backyard? Guess who had a possum cornered? A hissing, definitely-not-playing-possum possum? Terrier barks to wake the dead at 1130 at night. Go ahead, guess.

Oh hell, I'll save you the trouble. Little Miss Doggy ER, that's who.

My neighbors must hate me.

Comments

[e-moon60.livejournal.com]

Not if she killed the possum, they won't.

My mother had a Cairn who, as a not-yet-grown pup cornered a huge possum in the corner where the orange tree was. Possum much bigger than Sham was. No, he didn't kill it--the police were persuaded to come (bored police, middle of night) and then were impressed by the size--my mother took a picture of this possum (subdued with blackjacks) being held at arm's length by a grinning policeman--tail plus possum touched the ground. Little terrier was puffed up--all that Cairn-type hair standing out around him--and very proud of himself. A few nights later, when I was just home from college, that possum's family tried for oranges again.

And yeah, a terrier with cornered prey makes a LOT of noise.

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

I confess that I held Gaby back while the possum made its escape. The thing was hissing and snarling, and I really didn't want to deal with the fallout of a big canine/marsupial blow-out in the middle of the night. I had already coughed up enough in vet $$ for herself that day. She had burned through her per diem.

Not sure the neighbors would have appreciated the gesture if she had killed it. Most houses on my street go dark by 10pm, and I would be shocked if the volume of Gaby's barks didn't wake folks up. She was LOUD.