[at-l] You will not believe this

[gadog430 at charter.net (Gadog430)]

I was sitting at my desk tonight, and I thought I better clean it up since we can barely see the top. 

Well, I was putting the pens in the pen drawer. Trying to. It was stuck. I am ramming it back and forth, can figure out what is making it be stuck. I stuck my hand in there moving stuff around trying to get it unstuck. Not working. WTH? So I stick my hand in there again and that is when I hit something that was decidedly not a pen. 

A FREAKING POSSUM WAS STUCK IN MY DESK. Oh my freaking goodness. He ahs been there for a few days because the other day I heard noise in my desk, and I thought it was my cat Tigger under it. 

IT FREAKING WASN'T. GROSS...I TOUCHED HIS TAIL. I ABOUT DIED.

So, I did what any good Southern Girl would do. CALL DADDY. He was still stuck in the drawer, and Daddy had a hard time getting him out. Finally got him to go down a drawer. Then he went out the back. Daddy is a good Daddy. Baseball Bat. 

GROSS GROSS GROSS.  I AM STILL FREAKED OUT. HOW MANY DAYS WAS HE IN THERE?

I NEED A VERY STIFF DRINK. 
Dawg