Nigel

In front of the television on a quiet Friday night and we hear a noise in the roof …

“Oh, its Nigel.”
(We had nick-named our resident possum a few months ago when we first moved in …)

We then gathered from the nasty noises and the constant scratching that it appeared that Nigel had become stuck. Stuck. Stuck … in the wall!

We listened for a few minutes before one of my housemates (the male one) flicked on the attic light and said,

“Maybe if I turn the light on it will help him see.”

My response to this was to gently smile and say,

“He’s a nocturnal animal … Seeing in the dark is really the only thing that he’s good at …”

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~ by pincushiondiary on May 21, 2004.

One Response to “Nigel”

  1. You can tell Nigel from me that his cousin (name unknown) is happy and well and doing callisthenics in my roof.

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