meet archie. if you have ever pondered how i eat all that i prepare. i don’t. meet archie (pictured here with a buttermilk marinated pork chop from farmgirl). he is the living garbage disposal that resides in my backyard. if he doesn’t find a meal in his bowl, (yes, he has a bowl) he gets in the recycling bin, tosses items out & lets me know he was looking for his dinner. he hasn't feigned death for me yet, but i have watched him eat and meticulously clean his hands and face before descending the deck stairs. oh, grow up, he has a right to live in my yard. post your rabies comments now (yawn) & know he might be more welcome at my house than you.
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My parents have always had at least one resident opossum around their home in Malvern. Garbage scatterers and pet food thieves but otherwise apparently harmless. Back in high school days I named one of them Possy.
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