Update:
Poppy, the oppossum, well....got BIG. I dunno if you're familiar with their anatomy, but they drag their (very big/strong/long) tails as they walk. They're not like kitties in a litterbox, they don't cover it up...they simply step forward and drag their tail through it and the bathroom got...how shall I say..."painted with poo" on a regular basis. He is now living happily at a rehab center with a whole bunch of his distant cousins.
I live just outside of Denver now, and although I miss a lot about Florida/Orlando, I do not miss the heat, humidity, or bugs. It's much dryer here (go through TONS of lotion), fewer bugs, and we have mountains and snow. I love it!!!
Heck, those who know me here know I only went to WDW when TVT dragged me...and he had to pay.
I'm off to a deserted stretch of beach for a 10-day vacation this weekend, so if I disappear again, maybe I decided to stay...
What's the latest with y'all?
Robin? Where are you, girl?