It was breakfast for two, today, in a manner of speaking, ha ha.
She had a frank and robust exchange of views with the younger girl possum last night...
There was one raised voice, particularly raised, so I think someone was being shown the door, so to speak.
At the bottom of one of the trees out the front there's a neat, broad, semicircle of dirt - all the bark and leaves have been pushed out of the way...
I can only imagine what must have happened to cause that... shudder... ha ha.
Well, it seems she's got her garden to herself, so she can move along, now, at her own comfortable pace.
(Hurry up! I want to see the new possum!) ha ha.
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