I have previously written about my interactions with those ugly rat-coon creatures known as possums. Some of you were critical with my policy and methodology for dealing with said vermin. I took those comments to heart, and this year I adopted a policy of peaceful coexistence.
I no longer leave food out on the back patio. When stray cats and raccoons show up I feed them and then collect the remaining food (if any) and bring it inside. When possums have engaged in provocative acts like showing up on my patio or in my garage I chased them off without hurting them.
But enough is enough. They have violated the treaty and encroached upon my personal space.
When I walk into my kitchen and flip on the light to find a hissing mutant rat on my counter I consider that an act of war.
It’s on like Donkey Kong.