e only seen him thrice; each time we had friends drinking in the yard, and he just trundled along the fence in the thick of the oleander tree & came at rest about 18 inches from neck. Smiling.

Had me mum over to the house for the first time this morning, and since she normally lives in Oregon, she was marveling at all our blooming flowers, space-age succulents, dueling hummingbirds, orange butterflies, patrolling neighbor-cats, agitated doves, proud scrub-jays, and squirrels galore. Not in the same way that hopeless rubes like, say, Tim Blair gape their pirate jaws at such alchemic miracles as snow (or California bears, for that matter), but enough to remind me why there are worse things than November in Los Angeles.

Posted by at November 19, 2003 10:13 PM

What's "snow"?

Posted by: Emily at November 20, 2003 10:24 AM

That is my possum
I basically raised it from
when it Was a Baby so
please do not harm
my possum in any way

A possum is one of the
basic yard animals
of no offense
to anyone

Posted by: Ken Layne at November 20, 2003 06:03 PM

The snow wasn't nearly as disorienting as the humming bird that appeared at Ken Layne's wedding, which caused me to miss practically the entire ceremony while I stared at it in dumb amazement. I mean, what the hell?

Posted by: tim at November 20, 2003 06:41 PM

I thought they had hummingbirds in Australia except they call them "honeyeaters" there. So why was it so amazing?

But the possum is the only marsupial outside Australia so weralia so we should treat them with respect and not call them ugly or ratlike, because they are neither. Plus, they eat snails.

Posted by: Cecile Dubois at November 20, 2003 08:40 PM
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