this just in....by text message

 two boys coming in from farming


and that is it. clettus is getting his own label.

Clettus gets a Bath

If you aren't up to the times... be sure to check out the first two parts of this now three-part series....
where you can Meet Clettus and read Part Two.

Y'all, we are now on our third Clettus entry... if this keeps up, he's going to have to have his own tag of entries... and he's just a 'possum who was saved from the road.


We had dinner over at Mom & Dad's Sunday night and Clettus had to get out and "visit" with everyone...

He hissed at Lou... so we know he remembers he is wild...and also notes that dogs are not on his list of acceptable playmates (probably because his first introduction to the species was his meetings with Bo Bo and its not like he's just a little pup...)

Then Mischa took him to the sink to get his daily bath... usually given by Daddy, but since he was grilling the steaks (hello yummy goodness), Mischa took it over....

Clettus tried to escape the running water by running up Mischa's arm....

Then he tried the other arm because the left climb just wasn't cutting it....

Then he finished with a towel massage... and he's as clean as a .... 'possum?? can be!

cute little fella... even if its a little creepy when he hisses

clettus gets adventurous, part 2

Just the other day y'all got to meet Clettus ....

here's a random snatch of what he was up to on Monday...

in a text from Mom, who was home sick with a 24-hour bug

"laying on sofa and cleatis went walking by"

(as you can tell, we still haven't come to terms on correct spelling of his name)

When I called for follow-up, because hello, how is that enough information to complete a story?, she told the following.

"He actually did that twice... (me: did you pick him up and put him back?)... um no, I went and got your Daddy out of the bed (who was also home sick) and made him put him in the box.... then he (Clettus) did it again... (me: got out of the box?) ... yes, I told your Daddy where a bigger box was when he got him the first time but your Daddy said there was just a little hole in his box, he didn't need a new one... but I went and got the big box and threw his covers over him (Clettus) so I wouldn't have to touch him and dropped him in his new box where I assume he still is today."


Did I fail to mention that Mama isn't as easily swayed into 'possum lovin' as Daddy?

Clettus

Last week I got a text from my mom, which of course, I can't find now that I need it... it showed a cardboard box with critters in it and said "know anybody who wants a opossom? or 8?"

To which I replied, no...and who has a box of opossoms?

To which she replied, your daddy saved them... the mama got killed crossing the road.

You know, because that's the way conversations about 'possums go...since its normal to have them in a box at your house and all...

So I'd like you to meet Clettus, spelling yet to be determined if that is correct or not.

Clettus is the only remaining possum baby... Mama prefers to call him Ratatouille (and yes I had to goodsearch that to spell it correctly) since he mostly resembles the mouse from Pixar.

Daddy took the original sibling set to school one day to show Mischa's class... Mischa told her class that the Mama got run over because she didn't look both ways before crossing the road... that's the good little teacher in her.

Evidently, the classroom experience was sensory overload to 6 of the babies because they stopped eating and didn't make it.... Clettus and one other baby possum did.... until Bo Bo (whom you remember from this story) decided they'd make good squeaky toys and took the box and all into the backyard to play... to which he was punished... and then did it again for good measure the next day.... leaving only Clettus behind.

So here is Clettus getting his meal...

He's still getting the hang of that whole milk from a syringe thing... so he gets a little messy...but he's a tiny little guy, so its allowed...

And here he is, post-meal, just chillin' with Big Dave...attempting to return to a sleeping position despite the flashing in his face from my camera...

This bonding relationship is not all together unusual for our family... all animals take to Daddy and he takes to them.... and I think this next picture shows that best of all... please disregard quality as it was taken with a cell phone... I received it by text message earlier this week with the words "Lord help us" (also not uncommon when Daddy and animals are involved together)...also ignore the ginormous piece of pizza in Daddy's hand...

do you see Clettus? I think their bonding is going well!