When dad came home last nite from work, Lexie an' I immediately informed him that we needed out!!
Lexie went to mom, first...all excited like...but mom told her that we needed to ask dad. Then she gave him a quick run down of our earlier aborted mission, an' told him it was up to him.
Well, we were givin' him our best excited looks, waggin' tails an' tongues...the whole nine yards of "you'll be our bestest forever if you only let us out" routine.
It worked.....he opened that backdoor an' we raced outa our mom imposed time out as fast as we could......just in case he changed his mind.
Mom went back to workin' on her computer........dad went an' got him a bowl of that good pasta stuff mom made. Then he went an' sat down in his chair to watch the news.......
Just as he was gonna take his first bite......Lexie came runnin' back in thru her lil' door....all excited....beyond excited.....waggin' for all she was worth.....
She ran straight towards dad in his chair......then dropped that big ol' possum right there in the middle of the livin' room!
Boy.....that nice an' relaxed atmosphere in the livin'room dissipated faster then the speed of lite.
Lexie was standin' over that possum, w/a grin an' waggin' tail.....mom's goin'..."noooooo"....dad jumped up from his chair an' ran out to the patio to get is big leather gloves......that possum was just layin' there on the rug.
Dad came back inside, just as Lexie picked that possum back up (I think she wanted to make sure he didn't run off under the couch or somethin').....
Mom got up to take a picture (go figure)....Lexie turned around w/the possum an' decided to give it to mom.
With a waggin' tail, she started for mom....mom was backed against the wall an' tv tryin' to hold back the horror.....(she didn't want no possum)......as dad approached.
Mom was tryin' to stay calm...'cause she didn't want Lexie to think she had done somethin' bad...'cause at that moment Lexie was startin' to look a lil' confused. An' she sure didn't want Lexie to run outside an' then them havin' one of their marathon Lexie/possum hunts in the dark.
As dad approached Lexie, mom grabbed her collar. An' they both told her to "drop it".
Lexie pretended not to know what they were sayin'...(mom was usin' hand signals, so...mom knew Lexie understood....it wasn't their first rodeo...not for any of 'em)
Mom had her collar.....dad w/his big gloves on was tryin' to pull that possum outa Lexie jaws (like that was gonna work).
Quick thinkin' mom....reached over an' plucked a piece of pasta outa dad's bowl an' put it in front of Lexie's nose.
One sniff, an' Lexie dropped that possum like a hot 'tator an' gobbled up the piece of pasta.
Dad picked up the possum an' went outback to throw it into the field.
Mom gave Lexie some pats tellin' her she was a good girl (under her breath she was tellin' her she sure wished she wouldn't bring them in the house...an' she sure wished she knew where she went wrong to give Lexie the idea that she wanted possum gifts). Then she led me an' Lexie into the kitchen for our nite nite snack.
Dad came back in an' locked ALL the back doors....an' then with a grin, told mom that he was sure glad Lexie didn't bring him gifts....an' if he was mom..he'd make sure that Lexie never got to spend all nite outside.......she just might wake mom up with a nice lil' gift.......Mom didn't find that funny........
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