Mondays - who knew ...

Mondays – usually just the beginning of the work week. And today, this Monday is just the typical run of the mill kind of start to the week. Last week on the other hand was a different story.

Last Monday was just routine. Starting with coffee, a shower, and getting dressed. Oh yeah, must not forget the high speed car chase being covered on the news. I think it was north bound on 110. Not all that familiar with the freeways in southern CA.

The chase had just ended with the “purp” veering across all lanes of traffic and crashing into the center divider and ending in the center of the freeway injured and unable to exit the vehicle.

This is where my day suddenly changes direction …

My neighbor from across the street appears at my door and tells me he needs help. He has a possum in his yard and doesn’t know what to do. I suggest just chucking it over the fence, but he says he thinks it is dying or dead. He “called animal control and they don’t do anything about them”. I suggested that if it’s dead just “bag it up for disposal”. He says “ oh no, they give me the creeps”. So I said I would be over in a minute. I grabbed my “can” and headed over to find a very docile possum in the planter near his side door. He was concerned about it’s location and his 2 yr old daughter. As he asked if I needed a shovel or something, I just went over and picked it up and put it in “the can”. Too bad I didn’t have my camera to get a pic of the look on his face. Too funny. I have a place near a creek in the hills where I relocate them to keep them from returning and I would do that after work. With the can in my yard and some fruit in with the critter, I was about to return to my routine when 2 police cars pulled up the street. I asked if they had come about the possum and they said yes. I told them I had taken care of it, let them know what my plans were and showed the contained critter to them. My neighbor came over and said “Yeah, you should have seen her. She just went over and grabbed it. There’s no way I could have done that, they give me the creeps.” The police left. I went about my day. When I got home I checked on the possum. Seems it was dying and by the time I got back home it has passed. So I wrapped it up to take out to Animal Services for disposal.

So there you have it. I’m not sure how I became the neighborhood person in charge of who to get when you don’t know what else to do. This wasn’t the first time and I’m sure it won’t be the last.

Hope you all have a Monday that is just routine.