Years ago I had a cat who had the incredible ability of being able to find dust, where there was no dust to be found...
And then would use that dust to leave a trail of paw prints on the car windscreen... much to Dad's "amusement"...
(Where do little folk learn the words that they shouldn't repeat in good company?), ha ha.
The local possums have an ample supply of dust available to them, and make ready use of it...
Some mornings I'll sit in the car and see if I can decipher the possum pawprint "story" spelt out for me on the windscreen... ha ha.
When you close the bonnet on the car, it stops short the last couple of centimetres, and needs a decent push to close it, which it does, with a satisfying "clunk"...
It cannot be said, necessarily, that the same satisfaction might be felt when there is a very similar "clunk" sound in the small hours of the morning...
Someone has jumped off the garage roof, onto the car...
Of course it is more entertaining when the "clunk" is repeated, closely following the first one... ha ha.
I lie half awake in the darkness, waiting for the inevitable indignant squeak! ha ha.
One of my brilliant ideas that never went anywhere was to fit a video camera to the outside of one of the possum houses, looking in.
The idea being that it would film whoever was inside...
On the face of things, not a bad idea...
But practically, I'd end up with hours of footage of a grey, hairy shape pressed against the lens... ha ha.
Thus proving the difference between video and still cameras - video camera lenses are for leaning against, while still camera lenses are for... "Hold on... I've just got to strike a cute pose...", ha ha.
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