“Come! Come!” I heard our Ukrainian guest calling frantically to the dog who was doing his pre-bedtime duty.

Dog safely bundled in her arms, she struggled to tell me there was an animal in the yard, she could not name.

An opossum. Slow, with a rather frightening face, made it’s way over the bank at the back of our yard, only to return a short time later to finish his feast at the feeders.

Always some new excitement around here, lol.