I had a shock this morning and it was all my fault! There. I don't say that often, and I trust you guys won't tell my husband I said that? You know what happened?!! I was late to work AGAIN this morning. That's two days in a row. BUT! As always, I have an excuse!

When I was getting ready to leave, I opened the door to the garage, and started trying to herd the dogs outside. Usually they run right outside but not this morning. They were just huddling at the door and growling. So I tried to nudge them out, but they wouldn't move. I couldn't figure out what the problem was so I stepped out in the garage and tried to call them to me. Nuttin' doin. I was about to walk back in the house and DRAG them out - when the OTHER growling started. I turned around to see what the hell was going on, and that's when I saw IT. The World's Largest Rat! In my garage! But then I looked closer at it (after backing up to be closer to the dogs) and noticed that this rat had squirmy things on it. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! IT'S A POSSUM!!! WITH BABIES!!!!!!! IN MY GARAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IT'S PISSED AT ME!!!!!

I scrambled back into the house, and shut the door. I peeked out of the glass in the patio door and quickly figured out how this nasty rat looking creature ended up in my garage. Apparently - I forgot to put the doggy door down last night, and the stupid thing waltzed right in and was eating the dog food that we keep in the garage. I disturbed it, and it was being defensive of its babies (that were on it's BACK! ICK!!) So it's my fault that we had the call of the wild in our garage last night. And I've also decided that we have wimpy dogs cause they wouldn't scare it off. And whoever said that possums play dead was LYING!! That stupid thing was MEAN!

I finally cracked the door open, eased my arm out and hit the garage door button. It ran away and I was able to get the dogs out of the house and on my way to work. And that's why I was late.

You know what? My husband is out of town on business tonight, and I'm alone. I'M SCARED!! I hate it when he leaves!! Oh sure - I've got the kids with me, but what are they gonna do when the ghost shows up? They're going to look to ME to save them. I'm sure I'll be a whimpering lump. Poor kids. My hubby better get back home FAST tomorrow! Thank God it's just for tonight!!

OK chickees. I'm off to take some Sominex so that I'll be nice and tired and actually fall asleep.

Toodles!