We don't even have little mountains in Louisiana.
I need to get a picture of the possum. He's not a pet, but my brother wants him to be a pet.
A few minutes ago I looked in the hallway and the possum had a large plastic jar of cookies and was trying to pull the lid off. They are the cookies my brother had been feeding him. I reached over and pulled the jar away and the possum grumbled at me and backed away.
It rained so hard Friday night that something took the power out. I don't know what time it was restored because I went to stay at a friend's house and didn't go home until the afternoon.