“It all happened so quickly, I didn’t know what to say. When the nice lady picked me up and said ‘There you are, Cleo, you naughty kitty!’ I knew there’d been a mistake, but then she plopped me down in front of this plate of delicious food, and the fireplace was so warm, and now I’m in this soothing perfumed bath and all I can think of is what’s going to happen once the nice lady puts her glasses back on.”
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OMG Mike this is so, so wonderful! The possum’s expression exactly matches your caption. And I think the nice lady will keep you, little possum, because you are the hero of a wonderful children’s book I wish someone would write.
What a perfect reply. I love possums, and that would be a book for adults, too.
I’m tempted. I’m really tempted.
Mike, your story is so spot-on to this picture! Love it. And, its entirely possumable there will be much screaming and running around after the glasses are restored. Too much? I’ll see myself out….
Puns are always welcome.
Possum has graduated from porch kitty to inside pet.
https://www.thedodo.com/close-to-home/kansas-grandmother-treats-opossum-as-cat
Well then there was also that commercial for eyeglasses (which Mike might be referring to) that had a lady mistaking a racoon for her kitty.
That commercial always made me laugh!
Ha! That was worth the price of admission RIGHT THERE!
Trying not to laugh out loud in the lunchroom.
Don’t worry, possum, we’ll figure something out!
It’s really OK nice lady, I’m not really a possum I’m a trans cat.
Didn’t know this was a thing. Does that mean I can be a possum? Where do I pick up my pink toes and shiny ears?