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This morning after I had let the dogs out and let the chickens out and everything was going smoothly. I was reading the paper, watching the news, drinking coffee; you know, the relaxation stuff. I looked out the window and saw the horses coming into the pasture. Okay. So every now and then I glance up and look out the window. I noticed Poppet kept looking toward the house. I thought maybe something was out there after my chickens, so I go out the back door and I hear Sissy's little squeaky voice.

I had set a trap last night to catch a opossum, if any was out there. I bait the trap with cat food. Poor little Sissy is always hungry. So, see what happens. After I found her, I wouldn't let her out

because I wanted to go back and get my camera. Needless to say, she didn't think that was a very good idea. After I opened the cage, she immediately backed out.

She is just pacing around, wagging her tail, barking and panting. I am sure she was going "whew!"

After we get back in the house, she runs and gets in the little bed, still panting. "That was really close"