If you look real close, furiends, you can see my new furiend Possum. We met this morning. My mom about had a heart attack! I was barking and barking at this furiend (who was on the ground at the time) and my mom came out to check on me because she knew this wasn't my "squirrel hunting bark."
According to my mom she saw the possum when she walked out on the porch to make me hush and then all of a sudden she's running at me like a wild woman! She scooped me up faster than I knew what was happening and told Milly (who listens much better than I do) to "get in the house" and she ran in. Once we were inside the house my crazy mom cried. She was freaking out, y'all! She said I was way too close to my furiend Possum. (I was face to face about 8-10 inches away.)
My mom said I'm not allowed to be furiends with Possum. Mom ruins all the fun!
When Mom went out again to check around she saw 2 possums but she said they weren't the same one I said is my furiend because they were smaller and my furiend Possum is much bigger than me.
Now we can't go outside without supervision. How boring!