Doggie Day

Today's theme is 'Doggie' .
Dogs are a lot like seahorses.


At the pet store they have signs so that you can tell the difference between the two but this one was at the Hood Aquarium so I knew right away it wasn't a doggie. There aren't any dogs in aquariums.

It wasn't a possum either. There'a a rabid possum that lives in the trash cans behind my building.



I call him Gillette because when he gets excited it looks like he's got shaving foam all over his face. This is his 'Spring' look.
I like to give Gillette red wine. He goes nuts and really freaks out the neighbors, tearing holes in their screen doors , giving the kids 'love nibbles'- that sort of thing. I think it's rather cute, but the guy from Animal Control told me a drunken rabid possum could be dangerous and he would have to trap it and kill it.

No Way!

So I scooped Gillette up and hid him where he'd be safe. In the trunk of my car.
I left him a tire to eat and poured some fresh water into the pan I use to drain my oil.
He'll be OK.
I read on the internet that possums eat tires; how auto tires are considered to be second only to a Cheetos/cigarette butt casserole among possum epicurians.

I think I'll take him to work tomorrow.